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Working out the mud four bags in my hand
Nike dope runners same color xan
Wake up F1lthy

Walking out the store four bags in my hand
Nike dope

Bounty Hole Hunters, Big mud tire runners, pushing a whole lot of rubber, beating on that buggy like drummer, Bounty Hole Hunters, a bunch of mud

See I'm not a monster
I'm just ahead of the curb
They tell me
Don't get your hopes up
They won't come true
Goals get loads of mud
By folks who view

from me
Ah, yeah
My baby gets her lovin' from me

Yeah, got her rowdy from her raisin'
Shine from a Mason
Done some achy breakin' hearts
4Runner

the fuck is just the point of all this

Yea I made it out the mud
And they call me runner up
Down bad that was us
Now we countin couple dubs

Trappin

for fertile land
If I stumble
Stuck in the mud
My automobile
My four runner
Apologies to all my niggas
If you was waiting on me
Been sleep for days
Ya

punching
Trudging thru the mud
I got sludge on my runners
Picking at the scraps
That I racked from the luncheon
Hoping that my cousins
Don't go peeping my

a road runner, should be posin' for Bally
I don't rap beef, if it's on, I'ma crash you (nigga, I don't rap beef)
All mud in the freezer, niggas sayin'

to get my dick sucked
Yeah I still ship mud, yeah I still flip bud, I still sell blow
(Dope Boy) Why they talking' crazy on my cellphone

Yeah I got

Ima road runner
Got another load coming
Lowkey in a 4runner
You wouldn't never know nothin
Stick came with a drum that Kel Tec hold a whole hundred

Super sport with the clutch
Never been a runner up
Sippin' on the mud out the mud candy soda crush

In all black like a robber villain, smoking on gas got

Ladies and gentlemen...step right up...let's go see elephant 
 Well I'm a road runner honey yeaaaoooo yea 
  
  
 I'm road runner honey 
 And you

pace
Scrape my sole into the ground
Until my feet can touch the pavement
This the runner way
I never run away
Facing all my demons
Til the day I see

runner
Cup dirty
Think I mud it
I could see the whole colour
Told them boys get out my lane hey
Presidential like Obama
Extended got legs like a centipede

Whole mind on a hunned
Counting big blue hunneds
And yeah Dey pray on my downfall
But I could see dis shit comin
Red Balenciaga runners
In da stu I

at the feet of
The boys with the mud on their boots

You bet those marsh runners make that swill
Easier to swallow
Marsh runners make that swill
Easier to drink

Lil road runner running thru them trenches
Lil road runner running thru them  bitches
Lil road runner going on 4th & inches
Lil road runner gone put

Got it out the mud just like a Tonka Truck
Yeah they call me Tu but ain't no runner-up
All my niggas shoot yeah you know we gonna bust
This is what

I'm not no sucka baby I get what I want
Came from the gutter baby get it out the mud
Lollipoppin sucker put it on her tongue
Don't want no problem

Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea
Yea
(Torey Montana)
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Steady moving out apartments)
(Had some nights where I starving)

An i aint never been they type to hold a grudge
On my own yeah i came up out that mud 
Momma told me all we ever had was us 
Started grinding an i

Cubans out, I'm still in the mud (TK, wait, wait)

Yo, shout "hip hip hooray" cah boy got yucked
New pendant on, I'm still in the mud (mhm-hmm)

Selfmade boss I ain't never been a runner 
Birth from the dirt im a mud baby
What you know bout the first and the 3rd imma mud baby
If he making turn arounds

Flokko on the beat
You know the vibe
Sometimes you gotta let that shit rock
Okay It's Triz
Come from the mud with my brothers
Come from the dirt with