Run It Back

This call will be recorded and subject to monitoring at any time You may begin speaking now Miles I gotta the f*ck out of here im going crazy Yeah All black air forces ones they dirty Coach check me in im dropping thirty Im tryna fight my urges Tryna see if they nervous Tryna see if they with me Im tryna see through the curtains Im in all black, Im Ski'd up and im out here lurking Out here working Hurting with a purpose She out here twerking But I know one thing and one thing for certain She young and learning, She young and turnt and She don't need me, don't need me for nothin F*ck I just dropped the damn blunt, damn blunt yeah I already know she getting fucked So im just tryna run it up I need a bag yeah, I need a bag I Need them racks yeah, I need them racks I needa couple mil' and that's facts Then I double it up and run it back I need a check from a label, check from a label I need seven zeros, I need seven zeros I need it for my friends, I need it for my friends I need it for kinfolk, I need it for kinfolk I need it bad nigga, I need it bad I need the stack full Nigga I needa cash Don't want no broke nigga all them niggas trash They just make me laugh She don't need me, don't need me for nothin F*ck I just dropped the damn blunt, damn blunt yeah I already know she getting fucked So im just tryna run it up I need a bag yeah, I need a bag I Need them racks yeah, I need them racks I needa couple mil' and that's facts Then I double it up and run it back, I run it back I run it back, I run it back, I run it back I run it back I run it back, I run it back, I run it back I run it back