Intro Ah Damn I tried to stop oh Baby 808 Mafia baby Baby baby Baby babe You literally aremyeverything Baby Gezin HahBaby Chorus Baby I been on the runYeah But I would never run from your love Yeah uhuh If you feel on my dick theres a gun Yeah uhhuh Not right there just a little above I value my relationship its forever But Ive been cheatin on the drugs Yeah Broke up with codeine need a new plug Yeah Hit up Hot Rod pints I need two of em Yeah uhhuh Huh Drinkin lean huh Yeah yeah yeah Put Biscotti in my lungs Im smokin green Chopper on me I dont talk I just up the beam Bababow Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave Yeah I aint leave a clue on the scene Uhuh Close range so I got blood on my jeans Uh Verse Saints Row cup aint no red in my lean Uhuh Bankrolled up I been swimmin in green Uhhuh Still the blue face king Yeah yeah yeah yeah Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean Lets go I know my haters hate to see me succeed If they get the chance theyll end up murderin me Uhhuh That shit got me laughin haha KelTec get to rappin grrah grrah Bow Fuck nigga Im your father Dont matter if you older They say age is just a number If thats the case Im way older Than who These niggas Uhhuh And these bitches that think that they get it Uhhuh For a backstage pass shell suck the dick Uhhuh Bitch I got a bitch better get you a ticket Uhhuh Walk through the night with my gun like a creep On my shirt Maison Martin my shoes doubleC I dont know what its gonna take you to believe I aint goin nowhere I aint gon leave you Ayy ayy ayy I aint goin nowhere I aint gon leave you You stuck with me apologies for my fuckery Chorus Baby I been on the run But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick theres a gun Not right there just a little above I value my relationship its forever But Ive been cheatin on the drugs Yeah Broke up with codeine need a new plug Yeah Hit up Hot Rod pints I need two of em Yeah Huh Drinkin lean huh Put Biscotti in my lungs Im smokin green huh Chopper on me I dont talk I just up the beam Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave Yeah I aint leave a clue on the scene Close range so I got blood on my jeans

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