letra de road runnin - babyfxce e
[chorus]
road runnin’, i don’t even know where i’m at
man, i know this ain’t no race, but i just don’ wan’ come in last
she won’t even text me back, i just gotta accept that’s where we at
i ain’t take no boxing class, but i done f-cked up so many bags, mm
off that drank, man, that pink sh-t might just hit a lil’ harder than tank
one-thirty on my necklace, sh-t, whose sh-t hittin’ harder than saint’s?
i don’t think you want my heart, bae, my sh-t come with a lot of pain
i used to drive them dudes for real, they couldn’t even catch me when they was in range
[verse]
i don’t even know who you is, can get a dap, but not no shake
the way she roll my sh-t, i can tell she ain’t have no jobs or training
it’s a box on the back of the glock ’cause i’m just too impatient
you know what i’m on, girl, i don’t know why your ass keep playin’, huh
still ain’t really used to all that rap sh-t, still gettin’ accustomed to it
they talkin’ ’bout the sh-t that i be doin’, they say i touch ’em through it
your mans could die, you leave your phone, bro, she still lookin’ through it
i don’t care what you find, b-tch, now we fightin’ ’cause you looked into it (man)
like what the f-ck you doin’, man? you trippin’
i don’t wanna see your personal page, i wanna see your finsta
it was times i had no money to my name, that sh-t hit different
it was times when i had no money to my name, that sh-t hit different, yeah
[chorus]
road runnin’, i don’t even know where i’m at
man, i know this ain’t no race, but i just don’ wan’ come in last
she won’t even text me back, i just gotta accept that’s where we at
i ain’t take no boxing class, but i done f-cked up so many bags, mm
off that drank, man, that pink sh-t might just hit a lil’ harder than tank
one-thirty on my necklace, sh-t, whose sh-t hittin’ harder than saint’s?
i don’t think you want my heart, bae, my sh-t come with a lot of pain
i used to drive them dudes for real, they couldn’t even catch me when they was in range
[outro]
i used to drive them dudes for real, they couldn’t even catch me when they was in range
i don’t think you want my heart, bae, my sh-t come with a lot of pain
i used to drive them dudes for real, they couldn’t even catch me when they was in range
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