Torch - Run lyrics
rate meSo many come and go throughout the years
Lord know why I’m still here
Slow down nigger
Slow down
Slap down my saying
Play crib play with it
My hoodie on me full on me
Sight I don’t go day with it
Big tip on real nigger
Made man no joke nigger
Swerve now just serve now
Just own you like cahoots nigger
Let me see me
Try me there’s gonna be some
You know what daddy?
I’ll go fucking threesome
Threesome and little mama pro
Bust her bad ass clap it like a scope
Pass me in my coat, your hood pass before
I put you on that place
Chopping LA coat
These model here so fat
These niggers so fake
I told that bitch pass that Mac
Meet your maker nigger
What’s understood? Ain’t never said boy
You in the rap boy
Niggers what you here for?
The key top the game
Gotta keep your circus long
I need double back 50 niggers serial
I see who’s at turn it down
With me you’re up from
As simple as that
My ass to the street
My eyes never closed
Well I ain’t been like bang bang it’s your girl
Run with me or run from me
Don’t get me run from me
My plan B boy by the block
Whatcha know by homicide? I got a clear view
Trunk full of work crackers in my rearview
Whatcha know about triple life ...
Weed money got my whole hand strong
Whatcha know about it nigger you ain’t know about it
Ain’t no hoots but the hood won’t let nobody
Bitch knocked out for a set of ribs
I’m in that new big body biz levitating
I’m half the rail here, ain’t no chilling around here
Niggers killing around here, the feds killing round here
When everybody fall everything tiff
Fear over love fear last longer
I see whose hand in, turn it down bro
Run with me or run from me
Simple as that
My ass to the street
My eyes never closed
Well I ain’t been like bang bang it’s your girl
Run with me or run from me
Run with me or run from me
My plan B boy by the block
That stick clapping like I hit the three
Nobody know you in these streets, you a mystery
That stick clapping like I hit the three
Nobody know you in these streets, you a mystery
Where your soul at?
Where your soul at?
Where your soul at?
Tried missing me?
I got 4 chains all like a Mister T
Bon appetite! Bon appetite!
I still own the street
My pussy they pond they can have the key
Keep it to the game gotta keep it circus small
Try me double back 50 nigger serial
Simple as that!
Fuck nigger free
You know the motherfucking team nigger
Unfaith able unmovable nigger
Hate us!
I’m gone
