Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Running Out Of Love, artist - Yung Bleu. Date of issue: 19.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Running Out Of Love |
| You know it’s a lot of shit I don’t speak on |
| But this that Bleu Vandross shit, nigga |
| ( $ ?) |
| We finna touch the muthafuckin streets |
| I think I’m running out of love now |
| I think I’m running out |
| Stick talk, these niggas know I’m with they stick talk |
| No, I ain’t tired but I spend 20 on my exhaust |
| He tried to run them plays on me he got picked out |
| Interception, T hold my drink cause I ain’t finna flex |
| I Just bought a house I paid cash for it |
| Streets made me rich, I never asked for it |
| How the fuck you 'pose to love me? |
| You don’t love yourself |
| Everybody they disappear when I needed help |
| And grandma told me «Don't cry, cause God got it» |
| And I believe in myself you know I’m hard bout it |
| Yeah nigga, I was raised in the ghetto |
| No hot water, we couldn’t even bathe in the ghetto |
| They gon' put extension on them Ks in the ghetto |
| Sunny days in the ghetto |
| Never last, so we hustled to keep paid in the ghetto, yeah |
| Pistol close to hand, my lil homie he got murdered |
| By his closest man |
| I know these niggas scared of us |
| I’ma get money and I put that on my dead brothers |
| I’ll beat that pussy from the back, cause we used to be lovers |
| Murder for Hire of skull we used to be brothers |
| We used to be brothers |
| I think I’m running out of love now |
| Niggas been hating left my niggas in the slums now |
| Used to have hoop dreams but now we selling drugs now |
| Used to have hoop dreams but now we selling drugs now |
| I know these niggas scared of us |
| I’ma get money and I put that on my dead brothers |
| I’ll beat that pussy from the back, cause we used to be lovers |
| Murder for Hire of skull we used to be brothers |
| We used to be brothers |
| I think I’m running out of love now |
| Niggas been hating left my niggas in the slums now |
| Used to have hoop dreams but now we selling drugs now |
| Used to have hoop dreams but now we selling drugs now |
| (Tell em my story) |
| Raindrops falling bad bitches be callin' |
| in my hood and the feds keep callin' |
| Baby mama on my ass but the bread keep callin' |
| Pop a perk just to make a nigga head stop throbbin' |
| Tell me can you see (Tell me, tell me) |
| All this pain in me (All this pain in me) |
| Tell me, can you see it, can you see it? |
| I just had a shootout in the 'partment |
| 4 deep in a Honda, hid my dope in the compartment (skrt) |
| Plus I got that Iron man, on my Tony Stark shit |
| Hanging in the alleyway, drug dealing I ain’t see no better way |
| Streets never loved me, once you turn 25 you a OG |
| Tinted windows, tryna hide from the police |
| Tell me do you wanna see a young nigga win? |
| I told you on Investments 3, I had too many friends |
| Plus every dollar that I make is gone in the wind |
| Been tryna talk to God I think I did too many sins |
| And if we spin they block tonight, bet we gon' spin again |
| I know these niggas scared of us |
| I’ma get money and I put that on my dead brothers |
| I’ll beat that pussy from the back, cause we used to be lovers |
| Murder for Hire of skull we used to be brothers |
| We used to be brothers |
| I think I’m running out of love now |
| Niggas been hating left my niggas in the slums now |
| Used to have hoop dreams but now we selling drugs now |
| Used to have hoop dreams but now we selling drugs now |