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letra de road runnin - blxst & bino rideaux

[intro: blxst]
he’s won a million dollars
yeah, uh
ayy

[chorus: blxst]
road runnin’
no pressure, my brother said, “let me hold somethin'” (said, “let me hold somethin'”)
i caught a look closer, expectin’ a cold summer (expectin’ a cold summer)
but trust me, it ain’t a soul that i owe somethin’
yeah
road runnin’
but i can escape the city, i rose from it (baby, i rose from it)
watch how you talkin’, like you control somethin’ (you know you don’t)
but trust me, it ain’t a soul that i owe somethin’

[verse 1: bino rideaux]
that’s how it go when you the realest
n-gga know i ain’t gon’ fear the sh-t you say to misery
all these injuries and i’m still playin’ though, swear to god
wе been runnin’ up sh-t like the [?]
n-ggas got feelings for thesе b-tches and we ran through ’em
all hundreds, brother to my brother and we ran through ’em
big sh-t, curl a n-gga top like some [?]
she ain’t to f-ck with my motion, that sh-t we get into
me and blxst, we been on their ass, them white folks brand new
wake it up, count and call my partner, let’s break it up
runnin’ up, ain’t sittin’ with me, just tryna shake it up
two more hundred, you can’t make it up
that sh-t so for real
[chorus: blxst]
road runnin’
no pressure, my brother said, “let me hold somethin'” (said, “let me hold somethin'”)
i caught a look closer, expectin’ a cold summer (expectin’ a cold summer)
but trust me, it ain’t a soul that i owe somethin’
yeah
road runnin’
but i can escape the city, i rose from it (baby, i rose from it)
watch how you talkin’, like you control somethin’ (you know you don’t)
but trust me, it ain’t a soul that i owe somethin’

[verse 2: blxst]
yeah
made it out
finally in positions that we prayed about
crazy how
they don’t call and hate, i guess it made me doubt
soon as i got in the door, they just wanna take me out (ayy)
yeah, ’cause they ain’t never handed nothin’ to me, had to make ’em love me
they didn’t understand how we was prayin’ when them days was ugly
now we in their faces, they gon’ have to come and take it from me
get straight
while you sleepin’, we was cookin’ up a sixtape
and when we drop, you gon’ have to tell your b-tch, “it’s straight”
you know who got it so stop it, b-tch, a street suite (yeah)
shaq and kobe, it’s only right if we three peat (yeah)
can’t acknowledge, your policts underneath me (i can’t)
i don’t know another way (i don’t know)
all this money comin’ fast, made me pour four way (poppin’ four)
i’ve been runnin’ up a bag, savin’ for any day
i been out the way
[chorus: blxst]
road runnin’
no pressure, my brother said, “let me hold somethin'” (said, “let me hold somethin'”)
i caught a look closer, expectin’ a cold summer (expectin’ a cold summer)
but trust me, it ain’t a soul that i owe somethin’
yeah
road runnin’
but i can escape the city, i rose from it (baby, i rose from it)
watch how you talkin’, like you control somethin’ (you know you don’t)
but trust me, it ain’t a soul that i owe somethin’

[outro: blxst]
road runnin’
i caught a look closer, expectin’ a cold summer (cold summer)
but trust me, it ain’t a soul that i owe somethin’

- blxst bino rideaux

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