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Runnin (From "Creed II: The Album"|Explicit) - Mike Will Made-It/A$AP Rocky/A$AP Ferg/Nicki Minaj
Lyrics by：Michael Williams II/A. Hogan/L. Goransson/R. Mayers/O. Maraj/D Ferguson
Composed by：Michael Williams II/A. Hogan/L. Goransson/R. Mayers/O. Maraj/D Ferguson
Came up out the mud
Brush the dirt off of me
Going hard hit them where it hurts
Kill them softly
Bone stretch tryna clear my mind
Even smoke less
Hopelessness but I'm in this s**t for flesh
Talk reckless coming for your neck
No strep throat
Runnin' runnin' runnin' this s**t
Both legs broke
Runnin' round town yeah
They comin' for my head though
Funny thing about it they
Don't always see my head though
Schizo maniac I'm fiendin' to go klepto
So hands on kinda hard for me to let go
Let go stacking presidents like a
Lego
Would introduce you to my
Friends but they dead though
Dead though dead though
Came up out the mud
Brush the dirt off of me
Runnin' runnin' runnin'
I'ma take it like a klepto
Anybody want it they can get it
Come correct though
Talk behind my back
But when they see me it's respect though
Still got the crown
So I never give a F though
Everything is wavy
I'ma hit 'em with the breast stroke
Then I'ma get high
I'ma get the best d**e
Yeah I make the rules
I ain't following the dress code
I I ain't do the mess though
I'ma put a hex though
I I ain't with the hugs and kisses
Don't do the X O
Soon as the bell go ding doe
I'll be in the ring though
We can shoot cinco
Look at all these clowns
How they studying my lingo
Peeking out the window
But they'll never win though
Came up out the mud
Brush the dirt off of me
Going hard hit them where it hurts
Kill them softly
Bone stretch tryna clear my mind
Even smoke less
Hopelessness but I'm in this s**t for flesh
Talk reckless coming for your neck
No strep throat
Runnin' runnin'
Runnin' this s**t both legs broke
Runnin' round town
Yeah they comin' for my head though
Funny thing about it they
Don't always see my head though
I'mma flex yes I'm the best
I'm the veteran
Yeah
In the lex yes big baguettes
In my necklace
Woo
In his head neck
In his chest he gon' catch a fist
Right
I go deck deck break his leg
Do it effortless
Yeah
In the ring ain't no f**king game
Ain't no tetris
Hit him bang I'mma shake his brain
I'm gon' never rest
Durrrr
Man I'm air I'm the f**king champ
I can't fail at this
Money dance by the million bands
I got hella grip
Durrrr
Hella chips with a lot of chics
Coming by the clique
Mo' sex with the rolex
Come without a tip
Yeah
Mo' grip when the dough flip
Gimme mo' lick
Whole fist break his whole s**t
Tuck up lil' b***h
Getting fit I'mma win the chip
Watch them catch a fit
Go