fats’e
i don’t wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb
[Chorus]
(I said run it back)
Couldn't run out
Another gunman at the door
I was pushing hard
I was young I wanted more
Took all that I had and they left me on the floor
(I said run it back)
Couldn’t run out
Another gunman at the door
I was pushing hard
I was young I wanted more
Took all that I had and they left me on the floor
[Verse 1]
Hundred bands, hundred dabs
It won't work..
I said hundred dabs to my head and it hurts
I don't wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb
It’s 'bout a month and 20 days until this drops
I've been on my back
Hurting ribs while I cough
Running 'round LA off the yerb in the dark
I don't wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb
It's 'bout a month and 20 days until this drops
[Chorus]
(I said run it back)
Couldn't run out
Another gunman at the door
I was pushing hard
I was young I wanted more
Took all that I had and they left me on the floor
(I said run it back)
Couldn’t run out
Another gunman at the door
I was pushing hard
I was young I wanted more
Took all that I had and they left me on the floor
[Verse 2]
Hundred days I’ve been popping the stack
Wellness shots, taking L with the rest
Living good, leave that all in the past
It's bout a month and 20 days until this drops
I’ve been on my back
Hurting ribs while I cough
Running 'round LA off the yerb in the dark
I don't wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb
It's ’bout a month and 20 days until this drops
It's 'bout a month and 20 days until this drops