runner's high (feat. Don Grey)

No way, Josè Gotta cross the border Got bills on my mind That's brick and mortar Yo shit don't mix Like oil and water Soon as I get rich Ima spoil my daughter Don't trip, right now Ima chase the sun Young nigga right here Like the greatest one Yeah I'm out here ballin Like a Laker, son Got the pressure on my back And it weighs a ton But I ain't gon run Ain't gon run Ain't gon run Look Remember when Plymouth Rock landed on niggas SKRTin off like a damn bandit on niggas Standing on niggas Don't get candid on niggas Wait til i blamma my blicka, go figga 5-0 killin us And then they saying "Roger that" Even tough dogs Don't fuck wit alley cats Tacoma tatted on me Tryna bring the valley back Unh Now look the valley's back Valley's back... Fuck the woods Gimme zags and a swisher sweet Soufend, need a crane jus 2 get 2 me Cinderella 99 and that shit lifting me Everybody wanna ball, issa different league Gimme the ounce Gimme a bounce Gimme the lean yeah Money accounts Any amount Who's on ya team, yeah Fuck the woods Gimme zags and a swisher sweet Soufend, need a crane jus 2 get 2 me Cinderella 99 and that shit lifting me Everybody wanna ball Hell yeah, Hell yeah Hell yeah, Hell yeah Hell yeah, Hell yeah Hell yeah, Hell yeah I was raised in the Souf Wit a saving account In a gravy amount That I hardly can count I need no permission I move in a direction Almighty with the shottie That's a Holy connection I hold intersections of Love and Pain Young nigga from Seattle so I Love the Rain I got no umbrella I fuck wit the weather, so If you want a problem, sun I'm up 4 whateva