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Bladerunner Video (MV)




Performed By: Manny Mercury
Language: English
Length: 4:45
Written by: Christopher McLeod




Manny Mercury - Bladerunner Lyrics




One of one shit

Ima always keep the flames coming
Think I'm Harrison Ford, I'm a blade runner
Hunt the fakes, never take a break, homie, oh, no, no
I got so much shit to say, whoadie
And the pussy I don't ever pay for it
And this jay is burning to the face, brodie, oh, no, no
They say I'm making it
Figured I'd stay for this, I'm made for this
Might as well get paid for it
These niggas act lame as shit, I blame the system, yeah
Anything for me to supercede
I make promises to my self ima keep
I can't wait until I get up on my feet on my own
Oh, no, no

My momma told me I'm destined for something great
Do anything to get food on my plate
I wasn't hungry then, I'm hungry now
In actuality, from the hate
My shoulders are getting tired of the wait
It took a lot for me to admit before because the truth hurts
And, as it happens, I'm not a fan of pain
Here's a verbal waiver for yours
The truth reveals your youth first
Doesn't matter, really, however much you age
Because, at first, you were a kid with a problem
You live with it, and you learn
Your life develops around it
You find some weed, and it burns, and you sit
And think, and you start
To remember how the circumstances were weak
And you knew you deserved better, but
Open your eyes and look into the sky 'cause I'm up, yeah
Ima be high prolly all day
I'd rather be high for a month, yeah
She used to call me just so when I answered she could say, "I'm drunk and I want ya"
But calling me was a mistake
Truly, I don't give a f*ck, yeah

Ima always keep the flames coming
Think I'm Harrison Ford, I'm a blade runner
Hunt the fakes, never take a break, homie, oh, no, no
I got so much shit to say, whoadie
And the pussy I don't ever pay for it
And this jay is burning to the face, brodie, oh, no, no
They say I'm making it
Figured I'd stay for this, I'm made for this
Might as well get paid for it
These niggas act lame as shit, I blame the system, yeah
Anything for me to supercede
I make promises to my self ima keep
I can't wait until I get up on my feet on my own
Oh, no, no

I dropped an addy 'cause these bitches tryna test me
Any combination of words can affect them 'cause they testy, suck my testes
I can take you on adventures if you let me
I mean, you got these niggas trippin' like they're on DMT
She DM me talkin' bout she wanna cuff
I don't think so, I just wanna f*ck
I was on the run
Now, I'm walkin', so she wanna come
I'll go grab my stuff, roll one up, you can get a puff
Then you better stay your ass at home, don't want no drama
All my life, I had a low budget swag
Find some denim that I like and wear it low on my ass
Rolled a blunt up in the park, and, now, we're smokin' on grass
Hand me anything you want, if it ain't dope, then I'll pass
Boy, what? They think I'm last
For what? They gon' see me pass them
I don't gotta ask when the only thing I want is ass
That bitch throw it at me just like a pitcher
But I never let her take any pictures
She was lucky to even get my digits
I don't really f*ck with none of these bitches

Ima always keep the flames coming
Think I'm Harrison Ford, I'm a blade runner
Hunt the fakes, never take a break, homie, oh, no, no
I got so much shit to say, whoadie
And the pussy I don't ever pay for it
And this jay is burning to the face, brodie, oh, no, no
They say I'm making it
Figured I'd stay for this, I'm made for this
Might as well get paid for it
These niggas act lame as shit, I blame the system, yeah
Anything for me to supercede
I make promises to my self ima keep
I can't wait until I get up on my feet on my own
Oh, no, no
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One of one shit

Ima always keep the flames coming
Think I'm Harrison Ford, I'm a blade runner
Hunt the fakes, never take a break, homie, oh, no, no
I got so much shit to say, whoadie
And the pussy I don't ever pay for it
And this jay is burning to the face, brodie, oh, no, no
They say I'm making it
Figured I'd stay for this, I'm made for this
Might as well get paid for it
These niggas act lame as shit, I blame the system, yeah
Anything for me to supercede
I make promises to my self ima keep
I can't wait until I get up on my feet on my own
Oh, no, no

My momma told me I'm destined for something great
Do anything to get food on my plate
I wasn't hungry then, I'm hungry now
In actuality, from the hate
My shoulders are getting tired of the wait
It took a lot for me to admit before because the truth hurts
And, as it happens, I'm not a fan of pain
Here's a verbal waiver for yours
The truth reveals your youth first
Doesn't matter, really, however much you age
Because, at first, you were a kid with a problem
You live with it, and you learn
Your life develops around it
You find some weed, and it burns, and you sit
And think, and you start
To remember how the circumstances were weak
And you knew you deserved better, but
Open your eyes and look into the sky 'cause I'm up, yeah
Ima be high prolly all day
I'd rather be high for a month, yeah
She used to call me just so when I answered she could say, "I'm drunk and I want ya"
But calling me was a mistake
Truly, I don't give a f*ck, yeah

Ima always keep the flames coming
Think I'm Harrison Ford, I'm a blade runner
Hunt the fakes, never take a break, homie, oh, no, no
I got so much shit to say, whoadie
And the pussy I don't ever pay for it
And this jay is burning to the face, brodie, oh, no, no
They say I'm making it
Figured I'd stay for this, I'm made for this
Might as well get paid for it
These niggas act lame as shit, I blame the system, yeah
Anything for me to supercede
I make promises to my self ima keep
I can't wait until I get up on my feet on my own
Oh, no, no

I dropped an addy 'cause these bitches tryna test me
Any combination of words can affect them 'cause they testy, suck my testes
I can take you on adventures if you let me
I mean, you got these niggas trippin' like they're on DMT
She DM me talkin' bout she wanna cuff
I don't think so, I just wanna f*ck
I was on the run
Now, I'm walkin', so she wanna come
I'll go grab my stuff, roll one up, you can get a puff
Then you better stay your ass at home, don't want no drama
All my life, I had a low budget swag
Find some denim that I like and wear it low on my ass
Rolled a blunt up in the park, and, now, we're smokin' on grass
Hand me anything you want, if it ain't dope, then I'll pass
Boy, what? They think I'm last
For what? They gon' see me pass them
I don't gotta ask when the only thing I want is ass
That bitch throw it at me just like a pitcher
But I never let her take any pictures
She was lucky to even get my digits
I don't really f*ck with none of these bitches

Ima always keep the flames coming
Think I'm Harrison Ford, I'm a blade runner
Hunt the fakes, never take a break, homie, oh, no, no
I got so much shit to say, whoadie
And the pussy I don't ever pay for it
And this jay is burning to the face, brodie, oh, no, no
They say I'm making it
Figured I'd stay for this, I'm made for this
Might as well get paid for it
These niggas act lame as shit, I blame the system, yeah
Anything for me to supercede
I make promises to my self ima keep
I can't wait until I get up on my feet on my own
Oh, no, no
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Writer: Christopher McLeod
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