2. run through my city Lyrics

I run through my

Run through my

I run through my

Ya ya ya ya

I run through my city i'm fuckin' it up

Something in the back is bumping the trunk

Speeding through town

Like we runnin from somethin

Bro just relax

This ain't nothing to us

We cruising through town

Windows on low

My speakers on up

Missing the holes and missing the ruts

I'm missing the bros

I hit up the homies

I knew they was down

Cruisin' through my city on a good day

The way that ive been moving knew they would hate

But that aint on my mind fuck what they could say

Cause we just doin us

We keep on pushing

In this foot race

We've been driving

Yall ain't putting

Enough time in

I've been finding

That my minds on autopilot

When im flyin' through my city

My crew riding with me

What it seem like

Passing green lights

We stay left and yall just keep right

That just means i won't be switching

The drums they keep on hittin'

Out a slump so this aint ending

Best get with it while beginning

I run through my

Run through my

I run through my

Ya ya ya ya

I run through my city i'm fuckin' it up

Something in the back is bumpin' the trunk

Speedin' through town

Like we runnin from something

Bro just relax

This aint nothing to us

We cruisin' through town

Windows on low

My speakers on up

Missin' the holes and missing the ruts

I'm missing the bros

I hit up the homies

I knew they was down

To make some moves

Bounce to the 808 booms

Now they making room

But how they aint know sooner

That i was gonna maneuver

Through this game

I done knew it mane

This wasnt new to me

Now i'm movin chains

And doing things

Pursuing dreams

Like woah

All your goals, ya they simple goals

All your flows, ya they simple flows

Ive been gettin to the simple dough

That's money

Bread, green

Hunnets, fifties

Whatchu mean

This aint me

Have you seen

Behind the scenes

How we been

On the move since

We was teens

I run through my

Run through my

I run through my

Ya ya ya ya

I run through my city i'm fuckin' it up

Something in the back is bumping the trunk

Speeding through town

Like we running from something

Bro just relax

This ain't nothing to us

We cruising through town

Windows on low

My speakers on up

Missing the holes and missing the ruts

I'm missing the bros

I hit up the homies

I knew they was down

D-down down

Down down

Fuck them dudes who was counting me out

Now i'm bouncing round when in town

Makin my rounds

They gettin' it now

Can't step to this sound

Best that's around

That ain't no doubt

That ain't no doubt

That ain't no doubt

That ain't no doubt

Best that's around

That ain't no doubt