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letra de running rebels - wale

[intro]
m-m-m-maybach music

[verse 1: wale]
ay, look, yeah
where did my time go? i let it fly
spending time tryna find em and y’all n-ggas the right flow
i like hoes that like poles in clean clubs
my slight fo’s just talk dirty, i clean em up
money i make em buck, trust they seen enough
l-st will have you slippin’, love will have you stuck
from where they praise, b-tches is artificially dumb
politicians be stuntin’, most of them n-ggas stumped
roll a swisher, let’s move it, my position improving
not to mention i adventured into a cooler unit
moving in unison, used to be such a hooligan
but now i’m on a roll, i think i’m patches o’houlihan
ben stiller, “zoolander”, same face
bars change a n-gga life, n-gga scared straight
jordan 8, strapped up, blasting out some backyard
backwoods in my ashtray, i’m happier when high and drunk
baby i’m in the zone, lately been writing poems
can’t put my soul in this bullsh-t music that y’all condone
motherf-ck it, i’ma count all these duckets
i’ma keep my integrity, y’all can keep all y’all budgets
buzz it, like my very first day in here
laying here, laying here all in your lady ear
mercedes rear view, that’s where today appears
i’m past present, you lightyears behind here
wale

[hook: teedra moses]
rolling while i’m blowing this stash
got my foot on the gas, drop top on this thang
and the moon looking beautiful as ever
city lights got me on another level
feeling live tonight
we’re running wild tonight
they can never hold, me, down
cause i’m running wild

[verse 2: meek mill]
uh, uh, yeah
they larry davis me and said i tried to k!ll a cop
picture that and they ain’t fire not a single shot
they said i’m guilty, i ain’t get a chance to say i’m not
bail was a quarter mil’, they put me in the box
hah, dead broke tryna get a bail
calling n-ggas really knowing they don’t give a h-ll
but i ain’t give a f-ck cause i ain’t trying sit in jail
they giving n-ggas letters here and they ain’t sending mail
i’m talking life sentence, forever nice pendent
this sh-t right here will turn a man to a mice n-gga
this sh-t right here will turn a k!ller to a nice n-gga
cold cell, lock down like a vice gripper
lead by my strategy, winning i do sporadically
try attacking me, automatic shoot automatically
city backing me, headed for it, no looking back at me
lyrical -ssult, they charge me without the battery
hah, running rebel on another level
like the olympics, these youngins just want another metal
they say to get a hundred mil’ you must become the devil
if you believe that, n-gga you is dumb as ever
young and dumb, or even old and stupid
i put my faith in god, never try, i just do it
n-ggas be down for the moment, they ain’t for the movement
my n-gga rozay put me on the tour cause i am music

[verse 3: stalley]
i ain’t never been a dreamer, or fascinated by a beamer
or none of those funny floats n-ggas gloat in
i keep it cl-ssic in that metal frame box i smoke in
and push through the milk on a slow bend
with my kin that i came in with
blue collar gang, we slang that ish
the script stuck to it, hustle like we ain’t gain ish
never lookin for a handout, ain’t my language
i work hard for everything i get, and keep a tight grip for everyone
waiting on the day i slay, a rebel though
i don’t hold my lips
they say i talk like i’m god body, bob marley, marvin and marcus
and since i skipped over puddles
they tryna throw me where sharks is, but i’m a well of inspiration
a wishing well they throw they chips to in desperation
all bets on ’em, double mg, tell my foes i ain’t left on em

[outro]
maybach music

- wale

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