Kataem & Sani - Long Run

Bags on deck for the long run
Merkin all threats but you lucky cause you not one
Ill go at yo neck I'm not the one when I'm on one
Fly when i wing it, high and cruising like its top gun
I aint really shit but i see why you wanna be me

Do it on my own i guess i make it seem easy
Came a long way from the nerd on the tv
How the fuck the geek on screen got em geeking
When you really saying what you on they gon ignore ya
We don't even fuss about this shit, we rather pour up
Know that its a bag when my people hit my phone up
Know that its some cap if you say you coming for us
I might put a bag on my shorty, call her Dora
If you aint gon let us in we might just blow the door up
Oh karmas a bitch, she rollin over like i own her
We'll be taking names off the charts like its a quota
Imma put an M on my brother Motorola
Teach him how to spend on a Benz 'fore he grow up
You aint on my trail but you just following the leader

Better hit my cell 'fore its a band for a feature
Even with a mill i might just pull up in a beater
I don't gotta flex with all this cash I got ether
You aint bout no money, you aint bout no action either, boy what happened
Got a honey, but that bitch aint no believer, boy what happened
Boy you funny, you belong up in a theatre with that cappin
If you think that she gon think that you a keeper with that cappin
Lot of y'all fake and down bad but I'm neither if examined
I got way too many sleepers, so I'm eager with that action
Yeah

Written by:
Kataem O'connor

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find