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lazy word to bangin in a hammock
But y'all ain't even hangin
Y'all ain't in the running boy I'm fucking up the track,
Like the young'n into running y'all

Buss down Buss down Buss down Buss down got you off
No doubt no doubt no doubt I'm above
I tried I tried I tried I tried well enough and I made it

owed 

Forrest Gump I didn't know what I was running for

Unsatisfied I always wanted more 

I overthink bout everything I’ve done before 

No promo I

shit foreign
Yes it's imported it's worth like a million quarters
That's like a mortgage
Brick by brick I been buildin a fortress
All of my haters seem

stop me like Usain Bolt
Sprinting on the track, man they can't hold me back
Look at all the facts, I'm running back to You ASAP

Ditching all of my

famous friends, I ain't flexing like I got clout, no doubt
Cause I'm here chilling, job hunting in the living room
Hope my battle rounds don't deflate,

and running and running
There is no end in sight
(I keep) Running and running and running
Right into the limelight (limelight)
They know that I just wanna see

To blame

Failing to realize/ by taking the climb/
We elevate in other ways/ no zipline/
By descending on thine/ his judgement cometh/
Ya missed cloud 9/

got flow when I'm running, Better back up because I'm pulling and gunnin'

R-Trigga on the track, Ballin' hard
Locking down, I close guards

Intro (0:00- 0:22) 
Check my list 
Show no doubt 
Check my list 
Show no doubt 

Check my list 
Write it down
Check my list 
Write it down 

Chorus

blind but now I see
I'm letting go of all that's held me down
No holding back I'm running to you now
I'm caught in the arms of your embrace
Overwhelmed by

whom
Have I harmed by
What I've said? What moral defection
Have I suggested? No, i
Don't want to chicken out now come on, pal
The clock's running

Hasn't

You can tell they hate that
Face facts, ever since I was a kid I would slay tracks
Running this shit, ever since I came back
Stay back, way back, You

Listen
I'll out-do all your predictions
I'll rise above all my limits
I'm not contained by conditions
Nothing can stop me I'm vicious
Yeah I just did it no

as a god of
Superiority and absolute divinity
I'm significant
Marxism is being used by the left to
Ruin this country and I can
No longer sit and watch this

Intense like a copy of a bible
I be running along wit disciples
Everything you hearing ain't no lie though
Mixing up all of the high's low's
Pencil, paper,

on a star|Its only one grand p, so honey do what you did on the night you creeped with|Me|Its no doubt I come real with that|The butter track|The one that makes

Uh Yeah, yeah
Let's go!

So as I stand (As I stand)
I'm still fitted with that black snap back (That snap back boy)
When I fall right off track

the next level
When it comes to these tracks I'm a Running Rebel
I will never settle, I was made for battle
When I drive by I got 'em looking backwards
Pedal

there's a reason it's talked about
With a small bit of doubt
And maybe it's haunted
And maybe it's cursed
Or we'll be bound by a spell that can't be

Y'all know that nigga's slogan
(get em the fuck outta here) nO!
Get his hat the fuck outta here!
Get his tracks the fuck outta here!
Get them weak ass

a running back
You in the field
While I'm running track
You jumpin' ship
While I'm jumpin' six
I'm dumping shit
You pumping shit
Just pump your brakes
I don't

You're not welcome on this side of the tracks
That boat has sailed and the ropes got no slack
I had my doubts if you were really worth their time
I

This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you