Running Up Laps ft. Andrew Meyer Lyrics

Bitch I am back in the building

Been building my business

My kids will be winners

Creating my future

I'm stackin up millions

Why do they wonder bout what I been doin?

I'm here for the belt, doesn't matter what I'm doin

Doin it properly, livin my life fluent

Speak to the universe fluently

Who is he? What does he want?

Oh, you want me to stunt?

Well then shut the fuck up, you can see how it's done

Come from the streets

I found my way out

I turned my crumbs into bread, boy

Boil up, I need that dough boy

Dial up, I'm on the internet

Trust me bro, I am not finished yet

Trust me bro, I am not finished yet

Trust me bro

Runnin up laps, I'm making em crazy yeah

Spittin them facts, I make it look easy, on god

Runnin up laps, I'm lappin em crazy yeah (lappin em crazy)

Spittin them facts, I make it looks easy on god

Runnin up laps, they lookin at me crazy yeah (lappin em crazy)

Spittin them facts, I make it look easy on god (on god)

Runnin up laps, I'm lappin em crazy yeah (I'm lappin them)

Spittin them facts, I make it looks easy on god

Easy on god

This is easy on god

Speak to Shiva, I'm out here de-misting the fog

We need to change leaders, she ain't doin no good for our cause

Put us in chains, lets free them

They tryna take our freedom

What if I say that they could get fucked?

What if I said they could get fucked with that

Pull up on site with a bucket hat

I ain't even working, but I got fucked off from my job

So now I do my own thing

I just been creeping in slowly

Doing my thing week to week if you know me

Patterns I follow, she cum on the sheets now I'm washing and folding (uh)

Come from the streets

I found my way out

I turned my crumbs into bread, boy

Boil up, I need that dough boy

Dial up, I'm on the internet

Trust me bro, I am not finished yet

Trust me bro, I am not finished yet

Trust me bro, trust me bro, trust me bro

Runnin up laps, I'm making em crazy yeah

Spittin them facts, I make it look easy, on god

Runnin up laps, I'm lappin em crazy yeah (lappin em crazy)

Spittin them facts, I make it looks easy on god

Runnin up laps, they lookin at me crazy yeah (lappin em crazy)

Spittin them facts, I make it look easy on god (on god)

Runnin up laps, I'm lappin em crazy yeah (I'm lappin them)

Spittin them facts, I make it looks easy on god

Yeah

I got a feelin it's time to arrive

Back on the scene man I took me some time

Now I'm back in it I'm feelin the vibe, feelin the vibe

Feelin it

Percentage is, irrelevant

Smokin on skunky I know you smellin it

I'm not doin this for the hell of it

I'm doin it cause I love it

Born hustler

Aint no one above it (no)

They diggin me then they gon shovel it (yes)

They thinkin that they slippery then I'm gon bubble them

If they tripping then we gon tie em up

I dont sell laced shit, thats free as fuck

I aint gon lie to you I keep it buck

Thats what I does, thats what I do

I hit the plug, we rendezvous