LYRIC

Kirk Kneezy on the beat (yeah!)

[Verse 1] Uh, yo, this is for Steelo with Micheal Gonzales
I swear to God I might just get that shit tatted
I'm starting to feel like a center for Madden
I swear I need bands, I'm not talking no wagon
Back to back wins you know my lungs are black
And I laughed at you niggas you know it's Aladdin
Fly nigga, never caught with the baggage
Only thing you can kill me with is fashion
I pop a E in and then a nigga start gassin'
I'm already me without all of the tablets
You think I'm the joke? Last one laughin'
When you see Kirk, know that he catfish
She lovin' the links had a chain reaction
If she a dime, gotta bag 'em and tag 'em
My life been a movie, it's time for that action
I do it bigger than a nigga still mackin'
Just to kill fashionably late
Hellhound sent from the Heaven's Gates
She fuck me on camera, no Q&A
She on the pill, fuck me on the perc
Poppin' at least more than two a day
Altar boy what I had goin', pray
Back then I didn't have a clue on faith
Broke ass nigga, expensive taste

[Chorus] I just told Rello to run it back
Lately I feel like a running back
I just told Rello to run it back
Lately I feel like a running back
See something nice, and I'm running that
See something nice, and I'm running that
Lately I feel like a running back
Lately I feel like a woo!
I just told Rello to run it back
Lately I feel like a running back
I just told Rello to run it back
Lately I feel like a running back
See something nice, and I'm running that
See something nice, and I'm running that
Lately I feel like a running back
Lately I feel like a running back

[Verse 2] Her pussy was fat, had a heart attack
I'm a legend already, back on the map
Only pictures [?] with the camera flash
Seen [?] I'm like Dapper Dan
Momma told me always see the evil
Always give back to the hand that feed you
When you gettin' that shine bring and tell your people
Homies told me how to be illegal
No second thoughts in the first place
Sixteen, took a flight on my birthday
Seventeen, moved into my first place
Me and Joseph overseas, we don't parley
Searchin' for freaks to come party
In Selfridges, I'm thinkin' it's Barneys
Autographing the fans with the Sharpie
Mercedes-Benz on the car keys
I was bad at math, still counting these blessings
I'm in my bag like I'm drawing my weapon
My first thought, never coming in second
I'm fighting this [?] off, you thought it was Tekken
Uh, heavy dose, been nodding off
Not a [?] but I gotta ball
Swear to God I'm the one to call

[Interlude: Rell Knoxx] Aye yo Kirk, where the fuck you at boy?
Yo, get out the 'stu and come to this party nigga
I'm deadass boy
Yo, I just played your record
Shit goin' crazy, oh, this shit goin' up my nigga
I'm 'bout to run it back like four, five times nigga
It's lit, let's go!

[Chorus] I just told Rello to run it back
Lately I feel like a running back
I just told Rello to run it back
Lately I feel like a running back
See something nice, and I'm running that
See something nice, and I'm running that
I just told Rello to run it back
Lately I feel like a…

Added by

Admin

SHARE

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

ADVERTISEMENT