Runnin lyrics - Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It "Creed II" soundtrack

Runnin Song Lyrics

Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me

Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly

Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less

Hopelessness but I'm in this sh*t for flesh

Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat

Runnin', runnin', runnin' this sh*t, both legs broke

Runnin' 'round town, yeah they comin' for my head though

Funny thing about it they don't always see my head though

Schizo, maniac I'm fiendin' to go klepto

So hands-on kinda hard for me to let go

Let go, stacking presidents like a LEGO

Would introduce you to my friends but they dead though

(Came up out the mud, brush the dirt off of me)

Ayo

Runnin', runnin', runnin', I'ma take it like a klepto

Anybody want it, they can get it, come correct though

Talk behind my back but when they see me it's respect though

Still got the crown, so I never give a F though

Everything is wavy, I'ma hit 'em with the breast stroke

Then I'ma get high, I'ma get the best dope

Yeah, I make the rules, I ain't following the dress code

I-I ain't do the mess though, I'ma put a hex though

I-I ain't with the hugs and kisses, don't do the XO

Soon as the bell go ding, doe

I'll be in the ring though, we can shoot cinco

Look at all these clowns, how they studying my lingo

Peaking out the window, but they never win though

Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me

Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly

Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less

Hopelessness but I'm in this sh*t for flesh

Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat

Runnin', runnin', runnin' this sh*t, both legs broke

Runnin' 'round town, yeah they comin' for my head though

Funny thing about it they don't always see my head though

I'mma flex, yes, I'm the best, I'm the veteran (yeah)

In the Lex, yes, big baguettes in my necklace (woo)

In his head, neck, in his chest he gon' catch a fist (right)

I go deck, deck, break his leg, do it effortless (yeah)

In the ring, ain't no f**king game, ain't no Tetris

Hit him, bang, I'mma shake his brain, I'm gon' never rest (durr)

Man, I'm air, I'm the f**king champ, I can't fail at this (woo-woo)

Money dance, by the million bands, I got hella grip (durr)

Hella chips with a lot of chics coming by the clique

Mo' sex with the Rolex, come without a tip (yeah)

Mo' grip when the dough flip, gimme mo' lick

Whole fist break his whole sh*t, tuck up lil' b**ch

Getting fit, I'mma win the chip

Watch them catch a fit

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