Run to da sack like tamba hali 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

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Lyrics:
Ya im finna seeya
I was running hop in the Kia
These boys funny look in the mirror
I count money do not get near
Keep on gunning fresh like it’s mint
Can’t be pressed im just innocent 
I get blessed you tell by the scent
Who’s the best, I guess it depends
I go snap it’s just an instinct 
Need my bitch be twisted in sync
Got my wish to heaven it’s sent
Real long list of how it could be
Swear im never gon pop out cowardly
Look at the top of the pile, don’t think I wanna be where the power be
Don’t know who im tryn make proud of me
The series a sweep you couldn’t compete
I’m talking to her she wana meet
I wana feel touch on ur bodyy 
Taking a trip we go to Bali
I run to the sack like Tamba Hali 
I pop addy not a molly
Need my lil baddie sweet like lolly
You know what I do the whole week
I make beats, record, then I repeat
Stomp on that lil ah beat like a cleat
Didn’t get papped lil buddy lucky
I be with the pack you know that we creep
I was in Texas shooting the skeet 
I felt my affect im feeling the heat
You know that this just me 
I tell her my thoughts she know what I mean
Tell you my thoughts you know what I mean
Missing the ones that I lost
Me and my brothers’d get tossy ride in the jeep
Knowing that I can’t stop
Gotta go through, through your energy
So this what I do the whole week
I make beats, record, the I repeat
Stomp on these lil ah beat like a cleat
Not at the top yet they all lucky
I really don’t got no pack it’s just me
I’m just gon practice til im elite
Build my palace up to the peak

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