I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
The first time I let off my pipe a feeling you could never feel
The first time you had saw a pipe you had froze up and caught the chills
They ask how I get my name and who ran up the hill with Jill
I'm Mr. Zoed but just like Jack cause I might slime you out for real
I lost my ex and started robbing I ain't need a chance to heal
Was a witness and got smoked cause he ain't need a chance to squeal
He done got sent to the sun for tryna shoot like Bradley Beal
I'm gon be 80 wiping moves grandkids gon know I'm on that still
She keep on stressing bout a text I don't know why she not my main
Dropped the lo and we pull up with sticks like we playing a game
Gon have Curry in the clip before we left turned it to Dame
She asking why I act like this it's not a act it come from pain
You wasn't out reliving pictures from the time that they got slanged
I can't even go to sleep without me tryna catch a brain
We catch goofies then we take em, so called killers turned to lames
I wasn't tryna be like this, this just the person I became
5 5
I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
Nigga walk around he mean mugging time to hoe a nigga
I don't flash a pipe I'm finna shoot it only time I show a nigga
Why she keep on tryna conversate I told her come and blow a nigga
Why you speaking on my name that broke ass boy don't even know a nigga
Money talk, I can get your day one just to door a nigga
Money walk, I done left my pocket on the floor lil nigga
White chalk, we caught em out and up the f*cking score lil nigga
Man I'm riding round with Mireo and Vez I'm tryna zoe a nigga
I dare a nigga say he did some shit for me I got it on my own
I hate a bitch that try to chill when we done f*cking bitch just leave me lone
I don't even know you niggas like that better watch your f*cking tone
Why you telling niggas ask around about you?
You ain't even known
Trapping everyday and all night and I been in my zone
If you ain't tryna cop a pack then pussy boy don't hit my phone
I don't never go to sleep boy I be trapping till it's f*cking gone
And then I go to Michigan to go and get another load
I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
Fog Steel - Road Runner (feat. Demireo) Lyrics
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I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
The first time I let off my pipe a feeling you could never feel
The first time you had saw a pipe you had froze up and caught the chills
They ask how I get my name and who ran up the hill with Jill
I'm Mr. Zoed but just like Jack cause I might slime you out for real
I lost my ex and started robbing I ain't need a chance to heal
Was a witness and got smoked cause he ain't need a chance to squeal
He done got sent to the sun for tryna shoot like Bradley Beal
I'm gon be 80 wiping moves grandkids gon know I'm on that still
She keep on stressing bout a text I don't know why she not my main
Dropped the lo and we pull up with sticks like we playing a game
Gon have Curry in the clip before we left turned it to Dame
She asking why I act like this it's not a act it come from pain
You wasn't out reliving pictures from the time that they got slanged
I can't even go to sleep without me tryna catch a brain
We catch goofies then we take em, so called killers turned to lames
I wasn't tryna be like this, this just the person I became
5 5
I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
Nigga walk around he mean mugging time to hoe a nigga
I don't flash a pipe I'm finna shoot it only time I show a nigga
Why she keep on tryna conversate I told her come and blow a nigga
Why you speaking on my name that broke ass boy don't even know a nigga
Money talk, I can get your day one just to door a nigga
Money walk, I done left my pocket on the floor lil nigga
White chalk, we caught em out and up the f*cking score lil nigga
Man I'm riding round with Mireo and Vez I'm tryna zoe a nigga
I dare a nigga say he did some shit for me I got it on my own
I hate a bitch that try to chill when we done f*cking bitch just leave me lone
I don't even know you niggas like that better watch your f*cking tone
Why you telling niggas ask around about you?
You ain't even known
Trapping everyday and all night and I been in my zone
If you ain't tryna cop a pack then pussy boy don't hit my phone
I don't never go to sleep boy I be trapping till it's f*cking gone
And then I go to Michigan to go and get another load
I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
The first time I let off my pipe a feeling you could never feel
The first time you had saw a pipe you had froze up and caught the chills
They ask how I get my name and who ran up the hill with Jill
I'm Mr. Zoed but just like Jack cause I might slime you out for real
I lost my ex and started robbing I ain't need a chance to heal
Was a witness and got smoked cause he ain't need a chance to squeal
He done got sent to the sun for tryna shoot like Bradley Beal
I'm gon be 80 wiping moves grandkids gon know I'm on that still
She keep on stressing bout a text I don't know why she not my main
Dropped the lo and we pull up with sticks like we playing a game
Gon have Curry in the clip before we left turned it to Dame
She asking why I act like this it's not a act it come from pain
You wasn't out reliving pictures from the time that they got slanged
I can't even go to sleep without me tryna catch a brain
We catch goofies then we take em, so called killers turned to lames
I wasn't tryna be like this, this just the person I became
5 5
I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
Nigga walk around he mean mugging time to hoe a nigga
I don't flash a pipe I'm finna shoot it only time I show a nigga
Why she keep on tryna conversate I told her come and blow a nigga
Why you speaking on my name that broke ass boy don't even know a nigga
Money talk, I can get your day one just to door a nigga
Money walk, I done left my pocket on the floor lil nigga
White chalk, we caught em out and up the f*cking score lil nigga
Man I'm riding round with Mireo and Vez I'm tryna zoe a nigga
I dare a nigga say he did some shit for me I got it on my own
I hate a bitch that try to chill when we done f*cking bitch just leave me lone
I don't even know you niggas like that better watch your f*cking tone
Why you telling niggas ask around about you?
You ain't even known
Trapping everyday and all night and I been in my zone
If you ain't tryna cop a pack then pussy boy don't hit my phone
I don't never go to sleep boy I be trapping till it's f*cking gone
And then I go to Michigan to go and get another load
I been stacking this shit up so much can't even count the shit
Niggas fake they life for instagram they shit be counterfeit
Baby girl I gotchu jealous niggas say I'm tricking
It ain't tricking if I got it know your ex nigga ain't counting this
Road Runner, Baby 5, Real Nigga know it's me
She see all these stacks up in my jeans and now she notice me
He ain't never shot no gun for real he only tote a piece
If you f*ck with one my exes I feel bad cause they ain't over me
Writer: Fog Steel
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