Beat Demons
(Intro) Quail Valley
Hook

Running
Almost every summer
All these clouds no wonder
I can't feel my stomach
Its getting harder to stomach
On this side we run it
I'm too high I'm buzzing
I'm a new kind of lover
I ain't got time for no one
You know that I run it
Almost every summer
All these clouds no wonder
I can't feel my stomach
Its getting harder to stomach
On this side we run it
I'm too high I'm buzzing
I'm a new kind of lover

Verse

Couple pounds in my duffle
My queen ain't got a muzzle
In this life I'm a custom
Everything on me custom
I'm sick I'm disgusted
Paparazzi caught me thuggin'
This that new lap of luxury
Them lil rappers ain't touching me
Double back I might bust the hеat
Tell her go to work when shе fuckin me
I'm so high I can't touch the street
I don't give a fuck lil n***a I'm on
We see the future like Raven-Symoné
Drunk and I'm driving ain't making it home
N***a We sliding
Don't get too excited
Gasoline on her body
Energy getting toxic
Walk up an we pop shit
She running out of options
Do what you want when u poppin'
N***a we move like Sasuke
We don't really do no talkin
All my opps getting chalked yea
Hook


Running
Almost every summer
All these clouds no wonder
I can't feel my stomach
Its getting harder to stomach
On this side we run it
I'm too high I'm buzzing
I'm a new kind of lover
I ain't got time for no one
You know that I run it
Almost every summer
All these clouds no wonder
I can't feel my stomach
Its getting harder to stomach
On this side we run it
I'm too high I'm buzzing
I'm a new kind of lover