On the run
Starting this song off kinda slow So I can take a minute and figure out my flow Gimme a second so I can count my dough Imma count to 3 and then we’ll go Rappin kinda funky is my style Ian done this shit in a long while Hopin I can find sum to make you smile People walked so I could run miles Cops pull me over time to hide the dough If they catch me they gon throw me in the hole Cops started talkin they movin kinda slow So I make a choice and put the pedal to the flo Driving to fast ain no slowin down Cops be Chasin they lookin like clowns 🤡 Tryin to escape but they got the bloodhounds Turn on the highway now I’m homebound Pull up to crib get out the car Thinkin I lost em I made it pretty far Then 12 pulls up they bouta see stars Go back to the room and I grab the AR Come out the house guns straight blazin I start popping shots with zero hesitation Cops keep missin shots causing them frustration Run out the house to find a new destination Find a safe place to hide up ahead Gotta stay hidden Ian tryna be dead Tryna stay out so I can get this bread Get a baby momma to give me head Couple days later I think I’m in the clear Can’t trust no know not even my peers I’m just tryna go home and drink a few beers But I can’t go home for 10 more years Goin round town gotta watch myself Guys lookin for me gonna fuck wit my health But I can’t die yet I still need wealth So I take cover and become real stealth They searchin and lurkin They using dogs and it might be workin Oh shit they got me time to start skirtin But I ain make it out and now I’m hurtin Big ass boy shot me right in the chest Now I’m on the ground getting ready to rest Gunned down in the street just like the west When I die just remember I’m the best
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Starting this song off kinda slow So I can take a minute and figure out my flow Gimme a second so I can count my dough Imma count to 3 and then we’ll go Rappin kinda funky is my style Ian done this shit in a long while Hopin I can find sum to make you smile People walked so I could run miles Cops pull me over time to hide the dough If they catch me they gon throw me in the hole Cops started talkin they movin kinda slow So I make a choice and put the pedal to the flo Driving to fast ain no slowin down Cops be Chasin they lookin like clowns 🤡 Tryin to escape but they got the bloodhounds Turn on the highway now I’m homebound Pull up to crib get out the car Thinkin I lost em I made it pretty far Then 12 pulls up they bouta see stars Go back to the room and I grab the AR Come out the house guns straight blazin I start popping shots with zero hesitation Cops keep missin shots causing them frustration Run out the house to find a new destination Find a safe place to hide up ahead Gotta stay hidden Ian tryna be dead Tryna stay out so I can get this bread Get a baby momma to give me head Couple days later I think I’m in the clear Can’t trust no know not even my peers I’m just tryna go home and drink a few beers But I can’t go home for 10 more years Goin round town gotta watch myself Guys lookin for me gonna fuck wit my health But I can’t die yet I still need wealth So I take cover and become real stealth They searchin and lurkin They using dogs and it might be workin Oh shit they got me time to start skirtin But I ain make it out and now I’m hurtin Big ass boy shot me right in the chest Now I’m on the ground getting ready to rest Gunned down in the street just like the west When I die just remember I’m the best
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