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Running (feat. Archie Sol) Video (MV)




Performed By: Smoov-E
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: James Mitchell




Smoov-E - Running (feat. Archie Sol) Lyrics




It's like 100 miles and running I get tired I get weak
This music took my soul I gotta make I can't sleep
I can't fold under pressure take my time I gotta breathe
On my brother and my momma swear my family gotta eat

I'm tired but I keep running yeah
I get no sleep but I keep running
Breath my teeth I keep on running
Blue face hundreds I'm chasing money ayy

When i don't sleep at night my mind running
Thinking how to change something looking at my main woman
Hey
Hoping that she feel what I feel cause what I'm feeling is real
Don't wanna change nutting
Bae
I feel so high and I don't wanna come down they way you dripping got me feeling
Like I'm swimming in a lake
No time for tripping cause we focus on the money bank
Run it up like we got Gatorade TO DRINK

Hop in the coupe smashing off
Dropping the top will show them all
Like Bonnie and Clyde no clash at all
Run it UP today and run it WE RUN IT UP tomorrow

Time stops I'm space driftin on dis weed gttn splifed
Guardians of my galaxy are my angels and dey rte wit me
Yea I'm really tired but I cant stop I got ppl waitin on me to flop
But thrs more ppl tht wanna see me make it all the wayy wayy wayy up to the top...
Took a couple L's butt I'm learnin from em
Bossed up now I eran on em
Love fried chicken like the Cornell homie
It's gttn hot in here I got the burner on me...
Momma said never trust a fake
Daddy said cut da head off snakes...
Favorite cereal is frosted flakes...
Pullin off wit dealer plates...

Stay on dat porch if u skurrd...
I never go back on my word...
Hate n my lane I won't swerve
Run over u like a curb...
Str8 frm New Orleans u herd me
Ya they n love wit my verbage

It's like 100 miles and running I get tired I get weak
This music took my soul I gotta make I can't sleep
I can't fold under pressure take my time I gotta breathe
On my brother and my momma swear my family gotta eat

I'm tired but I keep running yeah
I get no sleep but I keep running
Breath my teeth I keep on running
Blue face hundreds I'm chasing money ayy
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It's like 100 miles and running I get tired I get weak
This music took my soul I gotta make I can't sleep
I can't fold under pressure take my time I gotta breathe
On my brother and my momma swear my family gotta eat

I'm tired but I keep running yeah
I get no sleep but I keep running
Breath my teeth I keep on running
Blue face hundreds I'm chasing money ayy

When i don't sleep at night my mind running
Thinking how to change something looking at my main woman
Hey
Hoping that she feel what I feel cause what I'm feeling is real
Don't wanna change nutting
Bae
I feel so high and I don't wanna come down they way you dripping got me feeling
Like I'm swimming in a lake
No time for tripping cause we focus on the money bank
Run it up like we got Gatorade TO DRINK

Hop in the coupe smashing off
Dropping the top will show them all
Like Bonnie and Clyde no clash at all
Run it UP today and run it WE RUN IT UP tomorrow

Time stops I'm space driftin on dis weed gttn splifed
Guardians of my galaxy are my angels and dey rte wit me
Yea I'm really tired but I cant stop I got ppl waitin on me to flop
But thrs more ppl tht wanna see me make it all the wayy wayy wayy up to the top...
Took a couple L's butt I'm learnin from em
Bossed up now I eran on em
Love fried chicken like the Cornell homie
It's gttn hot in here I got the burner on me...
Momma said never trust a fake
Daddy said cut da head off snakes...
Favorite cereal is frosted flakes...
Pullin off wit dealer plates...

Stay on dat porch if u skurrd...
I never go back on my word...
Hate n my lane I won't swerve
Run over u like a curb...
Str8 frm New Orleans u herd me
Ya they n love wit my verbage

It's like 100 miles and running I get tired I get weak
This music took my soul I gotta make I can't sleep
I can't fold under pressure take my time I gotta breathe
On my brother and my momma swear my family gotta eat

I'm tired but I keep running yeah
I get no sleep but I keep running
Breath my teeth I keep on running
Blue face hundreds I'm chasing money ayy
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Writer: James Mitchell
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing, Bluewater Music Corp., Anthem Entertainment

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