RoadRunner Gdo - No More

My niggas tired of slanging iron
They don't want that shit no more
All the opps dying
Them niggas need to invest in the morgue
I bought magazines for the wood grains
Just in case I get bored
We bought earplugs for the opps
So when we shoot they can snore, yeah
My niggas tired of slanging iron
They starting to move like Thor
I bought a mattress for the money
We still sleep on the floor, yeah
Now they wanna hit me on the way up
Like And 1 when I score
They don't even wanna look at the board
We gon' run that shit up some more, yeah
Sunday to Saturday can't go to sleep with the same roll
Wrong way on a one way
I'm just tryna duck a long road
Problem with me? We can bump it head on
(Yeah)
Free exotic this shit very strong
808 feel like my heartbeating, I don't write songs
I don't ride waves, bitch I pave roads
Last king born on my last name
They just had to pass me the torch
See the fake with these heat seekers on
Cartiers up I don't need a drone
Mooda talk yo shit on speaker phone
It's stuck there when we bring him home
It's up there, yeast and provolone
I apply the pressure like I need a loan
Get under pressure and I bring it home
I remember dinner time was lunch meat
Hollows hit him, do his ass like One Piece
I put a face to the name
Forgot my lil MSR reader
Exotic vocabulary on me
They try they best when they read me
I met this one lil vibe out on the sea
Uh, she a lil exotic creature
They try they best when they need me
It's like they try their best for the wrong reasons
I been to Hell I know real demons
I'm doing numbers for whole seasons
Give me the 10 like I jumped over KIA
I smoke that new doja, dump all there reefer
If he ain't got no credit he useless to me
My niggas tired of slanging iron
They don't want that shit no more
All the opps dying
Them niggas need to invest in the morgue
I bought magazines for the wood grains
Just in case I get bored
We bought earplugs for the opps
So when we shoot they can snore, yeah
My niggas tired of slanging iron
They starting to move like Thor
I bought a mattress for the money
We still sleep on the floor, yeah
Now they wanna hit me on the way up
Like And 1 when I score
They don't even wanna look at the board
We gon' run that shit up some more, yeah
These drip talking niggas know what when they see it
RoadRunners left Fifth Ave again with a sea on them
Loubs on they neck period, I can bleed on it
She suck my dick like a leech on it
I seen some tea act like bleach
Showed me new colors
Couldn't be surprised I was due for it
These Russian Backwoods like they imported
Diamonds do not have a dim moment
I went and spent a lil 10 for a piece on my chest
I'm heroic
I ain't even tripping off that lil deuce
I got 10 on the way
Luka can go get a Bentley today
DBlaze do what he do in a SRT8
Lil Do It with all the fuck shit
No telling what he would do for the gang
I know its more to this love shit
I know its something to do with the fame
Know it got nothing to do with my hustle
I'm trying to beat the buzzer
I'm counting my days
Ran up 100 and ran up another
That lil 150 going right in that safe, yeah
See me she suck on me right away
Dick in her neck make her cry on the daily
That's my lil buddy we stay on same basis
Wouldn't turn my back if her last name was Basics
That's my lil buddy we stay on same basis
Wouldn't turn my back if her last name was Basics
Dick in her neck make her cry on the daily
My niggas tired of slanging iron
They don't want that shit no more
All the opps dying
Them niggas need to invest in the morgue
I bought magazines for the wood grains
Just in case I get bored
We bought earplugs for the opps
So when we shoot they can snore, yeah
My niggas tired of slanging iron
They starting to move like Thor
I bought a mattress for the money
We still sleep on the floor, yeah
Now they wanna hit me on the way up
Like And 1 when I score
They don't even wanna look at the board
We gon' run that shit up some more

Written by:
L. Crider Jr.

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