Running Lyrics

It's me KD and shit

Me and Quan in this bitch

And free my nigga Real

Free the guys

My heart get colder in designer

I'm blessed but I be stressing with these problems

Book a trip out to Bahamas

I did it all for my partners

And rip my fucking momma

I know I keep on running running yeah yeah

I know I keep on running running yea yeah

Heart cold and these streets will leave you traumatized

Remember that pain up in my momma eyes

I lost some partners when I young to some homicides

And to the other man free the guys

Where we from in the trenches you gotta pick a side

All of my niggas you know they down to ride

Always coped with the pain

I was popping hella pills

I was losing my brain

Ever since I lost my momma ain't shit been the same

I was tryna cop a Benz but I'm cool with the range

I don't wanna lose

My heart get colder in designer

I'm blessed but I be stressing with these problems

Book a trip out to Bahamas

I did it all for my partners

And rip my fucking momma

I know I keep on running running yeah yeah

I know I keep on running running yea yeah

Lost a few of my dawgs

It'll never be the same

Tat my mom on my arm

They'll never feel my pain

A lot pain and it's cutting deep

This shit is for the strong

It's not for the weak

Survival of the fitness

I was in the streets

I lost a couple things over petty beef

I know it's gone take time

Lord don't take mine

I can hear it through the grapevines

know it's gone take time

Lord don't take mine

I can hear it through the grapevines

My heart get colder in designer

I'm blessed but I be stressing with these problems

Book a trip out to Bahamas

I did it all for my partners

And rip my fucking momma

I know I keep on running running yeah yeah

I know I keep on running running yea yeah