Run Down by Trvlrs Lyrics
Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah
Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah
Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah
You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh
Know that I've been on my own since a young-in
Should of seen my home, I'm a ghetto kid no abundance yeah
Thank you mom , know you sacrificed all your life yeah
Leave it up to me gonna make it, pay the price yeah
Mamma need a crib, so i got it on that rap shit , ain't no second guessing gotta finish what i started
Tats on my chest, immigrant yeah, gonna get this check, show the world I'm gonna flex
Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah
Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah
Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah
You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh
Boy know i need a crib for my Mamma , I've been stacking making commas I'm not gonna waste no time, money always on my mind
I see it i'm gonna get it , know its coming i can feel it , give a fuck about a nigga hater. Listen man you're not about
In the streets , yes for the moment , I've been grinding like I'm chosen
Focused, smoking on that potent
Yo i think its kinda funny , how i caught em pocket watching
I've been fighting demons , omens , Romans keep it all 300
From the womb yes i been running , at the moment i be stunting
If these pussies coming , bet i'm chilling i ain't running
I ah ah , keep my shit on drumming , so they all remember me
Bumping all my shit , got these niggas on they feet , nigga how u want it!
Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah
Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah
Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah
You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh
Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah
Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah
You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh
Know that I've been on my own since a young-in
Should of seen my home, I'm a ghetto kid no abundance yeah
Thank you mom , know you sacrificed all your life yeah
Leave it up to me gonna make it, pay the price yeah
Mamma need a crib, so i got it on that rap shit , ain't no second guessing gotta finish what i started
Tats on my chest, immigrant yeah, gonna get this check, show the world I'm gonna flex
Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah
Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah
Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah
You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh
Boy know i need a crib for my Mamma , I've been stacking making commas I'm not gonna waste no time, money always on my mind
I see it i'm gonna get it , know its coming i can feel it , give a fuck about a nigga hater. Listen man you're not about
In the streets , yes for the moment , I've been grinding like I'm chosen
Focused, smoking on that potent
Yo i think its kinda funny , how i caught em pocket watching
I've been fighting demons , omens , Romans keep it all 300
From the womb yes i been running , at the moment i be stunting
If these pussies coming , bet i'm chilling i ain't running
I ah ah , keep my shit on drumming , so they all remember me
Bumping all my shit , got these niggas on they feet , nigga how u want it!
Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah
Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah
Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah
You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh