ROC (feat. Zoned)
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Run this shit I run it up Run this shit I run it up Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Run this shit I run it up Run this shit I run it up Always tryna slip in something new Lotta people hate me that's the truth We gon let it bang ain't no truce My young boy he a savage on the loose Do I want the Range or the Coupe Get paid for putting pain in the booth I'm Quick to turn my prey into food I'm about to do the same thing to you Look Look Who the f*ck you think you flexin on I been running shit I swear my life is like a marathon I be steady tripping got my life inside that carry on And if you go against me got a Hanes tee I could put you on They be talking crazy on the gram and all these social sites Until I catch em lackin now they conversate with Jesus Christ I be sippin dark yet my actions never come to light Spitting all these bars that's the closest way I'm getting life I be getting at it stack the paper I ain't got no debt Bout to throw like 50 in this rental Just to charge them rent I be living life the way I want to I ain't never stress I update her fashion every time but she gon get undressed Always tryna slip in something new Lotta people hate me that's the truth We gon let it bang ain't no truce My young boy he a savage on the loose Do I want the Range or the Coupe Get paid for putting pain in the booth I'm Quick to turn my prey into food I'm about to do the same thing to you Hard to kill I'm looking for my next thrill It's coins to bills, I pull up em it give em chills We live on the edge, I'm talking cliff side nice view We so high up, it's a chain you gotta go through You Talking to a boss vallet love to tell me Hi sir Y'all monthly wage cost just as much as my tires I can't even choose range or coupe it'll be the red for me She just tell me that a need for speed is my cup of tea I just do the dash, on the gas, I'm burning purple kush Checks coming in, my signature just the nike swoosh One foot out the range, boy the headlights match the laces All black tints white paint and it's spacious Always tryna slip in something new Lotta people hate me that's the truth We gon let it bang ain't no truce My young boy he a savage on the loose Do I want the Range or the Coupe Get Paid for putting pain in the booth I'm Quick to turn my prey into food I'm about to do the same thing to you Run this shit I run it up Run this shit I run it up Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Run this shit I run it up Run this shit I run it up
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Written by: Nii Ankrah Bruce-Vanderpuije, Oscar Torres
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