1000 Miles & Running Lyrics

When i used Two Hit a bunch of Licks

Running up in All them Peoples Cribs

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

When i Used To be Heavy on the Liq

Pull up to the Problems with the Stick

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I Remember Running from the Cops

Running in a Field thru sum Crops

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

Night and Day Standing on the Block

Then i went to Prison to a Box

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I Remember Running up in a nigga Home

Tie em up

Tell em where is at 9 in the Dome

Back then we ain't had no Internet

But i Still had da Chrome

What you Think gonna Happen

If you give a Dog a Bone

Talking about Bone

I used to be Bonning your Chick

Heavy on the Liq

She used to be Sucking my Dick

Drinking on that Flor De Caña

Smoking on a Nick

Bitches calling me Daddy

And i ain't even Trick

Now Scale Music the President

I do it for the Click

You fuck with my Brothers

And I'll Pull up with the Stick

Pull up with the Stick nigga like a Toothpick

Looking like a Janitor with a Broomstick

I Remember Running from the Cops a lot

That am Alive i got to Thank God or Allah

Back then they Sent me to Prison

I got out of the Lock

I was just like Ugly Betty

I didn't know that i was Hot

When i used Two Hit a bunch of Licks

Running up in All them Peoples Cribs

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

When i Used To be Heavy on the Liq

Pull up to the Problems with the Stick

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I Remember Running from the Cops

Running in a Field thru sum Crops

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

Night and Day Standing on the Block

Then i went to Prison to a Box

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I was Fit

Cause i used to Jump niggas like a Rope

Used to Hit them niggas

Like a Baser Hit the Dope

Don't be Slipping like some Soap

Or you'll Hang from a Thin Rope

This ain't the Vatican

But niggas Follow me like the Pope

Talking bout the Pope

But a nigga ain't a Priest

Ill wrap a nigga Up

Like he Live in the Middle East

Used to take a nigga Bacon

So Me and Team can Feast

Then am Out like i was in Prison

And just got Released

Now i am the Man

They got to Pay me like a Lease

On some Dj Khaled shit

I'm Looking for the Keys

Think of me like the Government

Cause you gon Pay a Fee

And your bitch like Lewinsky

Cause She gon get on Her Knees

Back then Niggas used to wanna

Shoot me in the Head

Now days I'm Hustla

They Shoot Me All they Bread

I didnt know that Ill be fucking with the Snow

Just like a Sled

I ain't Scare of Nobody

But the Mother Fucking Feds

When i used Two Hit a bunch of Licks

Running up in All them Peoples Cribs

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

When i Used To be Heavy on the Liq

Pull up to the Problems with the Stick

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I Remember Running from the Cops

Running in a Field thru sum Crops

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

Night and Day Standing on the Block

Then i went to Prison to a Box

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running

I must of been a 1000 Miles and Running