| Uh, yo, this is for Steelo and Micheal Gonzales
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| I swear to God I might just get that shit tatted
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| I’m stuck in the field like it’s NFL Madden
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| I swear I need bands, I’m not talking no wagon
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| Back to Backwoods, you know my lungs are black
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| And I lamp at you niggas, you know it’s Aladdin
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| Fly nigga, never caught with the baggage
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| Only thing you could catch me with is passion
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| I pop an E and then a nigga start gassin'
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| I’m already me without all of the tablets
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| You think I’m the joke? |
| Last one laughin'
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| When you see Kirk, know that he cappin'
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| She lovin' the links, had a chain reaction
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| If she a dime, gotta bag 'em and tag 'em
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| My life been a movie, it’s time for that action
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| I do it bigger than a nigga still mackin'
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| Dressed to kill, fashionably late
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| Hellhound sent from the Heaven’s gates
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| She fucked me on camera, no Q&A
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| She on a pill, fuck me on a Perc
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| Poppin' at least more than two a day
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| Altar boy where I had gone and prayed
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| Back then I didn’t have a clue in faith
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| Broke ass nigga, expensive taste
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| I just told Rello to run it back
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| I just told Rello to run it back
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| See something nice, and I’m running that
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| See something nice, and I’m running that
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| Lately I feel like a woo (Brr)
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| I just told Rello to run it back
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| I just told Rello to run it back
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| See something nice, and I’m running that
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| See something nice, and I’m running that
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| Her pussy was fat, had a heart attack
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| I’m a legend already, back on the map
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| Only pictures be Dee with the camera flash
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| St. Paul’s born, I’m like Dapper Dan
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| Mama taught me always see the evil
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| Always give back to the hand that feeds you
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| When you gettin' that shine bring it to your people
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| Homies taught me how to be illegal
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| No second thoughts in the first place
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| 16, took a flight on my birthday
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| 17, moved into my first place
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| Me and Jozif overseas, we don’t parlay
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| Searchin' for freaks to come party
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| In Selfridges, I’m thinkin' it’s Barneys
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| Autographing the fans with the Sharpie
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| Mercedes-Benz on the car keys
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| I was bad at math, still counting these blessings
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| I’m in my bag like I’m drawing my weapon
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| My first thought, never coming in second
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| I’m fighting this gin off, you thought it was Tekken
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| Uh, heavy dose, been nodding off
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| Not an athlete but I gotta ball
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| Swear to God I’m the one to call
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| Aye yo Kirk, where the fuck you at boy?
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| Yo, get out the 'stu and come to this party nigga
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| I’m deadass boy
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| Yo, I just played your record
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| Shit goin' crazy, oh, this shit goin' up my nigga
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| I’m 'bout to run it back like four, five times nigga
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| It’s lit, let’s go!
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| I just told Rello to run it back
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| I just told Rello to run it back
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| Lately I feel like a running back
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| See something nice, and I’m running that
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| See something nice, and I’m running that
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| I just told Rello to run it back
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| Lately I feel like a |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run It Back (Freestyle) , by - Kirk Knight. Song from the album Iiwii, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп