RUNNING Lyrics

I can accept everything I done

I lived and I had fun

I'm young

And I'm bold

My heart sick

I caught a cold

Ian tryna get swole

I'm tryna get my gun bigger

Glock 45

With attachments

Jah ain't move faster

I up that bitch

Move

Bail out the car

Vroooomm

I'm Jah never had a tool

Now a nigga got a tool

You a fool

Tryna run up

You get done up

Don't get fucked up

Keep yo chin up

I feel like Superman

I got my chest out go

I was coming out a drought

I made a song and caught some

Clout go

Running

running

Running

Running

Running

Running

Running

Running

Running

Running

Out of breath

Out of time

I'm taking L's

When ima shine

Should I cry

Should I lie

If I fall

Is you gone lie

Running

Running

Running

Running

Running

Running

Yea They chasing me

They on my bumper

I'm in a big body

Not a hummer

I was on SS no impala

I'm in hell

I'm a star

I drip givenchy

I'm a god

I do this shit

In my sleep

I'll make a bag

Before three

Oh oh oh

you talking am

Yea nigga

By the pm

I done made

I made half a M

She wanna fuck

I just grin

She want a OG

I call twin

Shout out my twin

Go go go