Lil Baby - Still Runnin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Baby - Still Runnin (en) Lyrics
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Back of the Phantom to
get me some head
Ain't got no purple? Then get
me some red (Yeah, woo)
Nigga know I back out every
time the pack out, big boy
straighten up offenders
I was in the trap house, chillin'
with the Mac out, gang gang, me
and my members (Gang gang)
Nigga, don't take no pics 'round
here, everybody on parole,
shit sensitive
Roll my problems in a Backwood
and put it in the sky
I got the check, fell in love with it
I got the neck, for the hell of it
Money, respect, get a Cullinan
Come to the lil' block
like an elephant
I got the lil' Glock with a drum in it
Shit, I heard they was lookin'
for me, I'm not hard to find
Now forty-five-hundred my jacket,
they say I'm too rich to
be strapping, yeah, ooh
Suicide doors on the Phantom, it look
like you gettin' in backwards
Saw my uncle in the grave, that
brought tears to my eyes
put a hit on a rapper
I still got memories that
lay deep inside
Had a switch on me, not a .
38, dummy, boy, we be spinnin'
for ghosts (Gang)
They put up for shows, we spinnin'
the cribs and traps fo' sho',
we spinnin' his shows
And we took L's fo' sho', but in Chicago,
they know we winnin' fo' sho'
You do it for what? You better not
say that you do it for D- (Boom),
them niggas be tucked
That nigga was fucked, the moment
he ran and he knew he ain't duckin',
his ass out of luck
Roll my problems in a Backwood
and we do it tomorrow
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opps about us, and who say
we shoot out the cars
That Rolls better be bulletproof,
lil' nigga, you know we
gon' shoot at them stars
Them lil' bitches ours, I told him
to fuck her and slut her and send
her right back to the blogs
Glock with a switch, two of
those, and I ride through
the city (We ride)
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And we thought a nigga died, but
he didn't (But he died)
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Got pain in my heart
Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly
(You know we slide to Philly)
(Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly)
Anything close to a dub, and a
youngin'll walk for a hundred,
he damn near get caught
Long as I send him the items,
consider it bought
But it's money, money, money,
money, money on my mind
I'm ridin' with the semi
Two of them, I can't die in my city
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get caught between the lines
gotta be pretty
I was taught to love my brothers
and to hate the other side
handle the business
I ain't gettin' in no nigga business
Thirty million, my mind
in the trenches still
Fuck her good, make her
nigga not turn her on
They got brodie on camera,
he comin' home
Run it up from a scale to a microphone
Treat Dior like a muhfuckin'
Nike store
And you know he ain't that,
why you hype him up?
Any time we have smoke,
it's just pipe me up
Never know the outcome 'til
you try your luck
Get whatever you want
when I'm tryna fuck
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Bitch, I'm a gangster, I just
took off on some rap shit
(Off on some rap shit)
Really need it if I ever ask for help
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told you a hundred times
I made all them hoes drink, never left
Roll my problems in a Backwood
with an attitude
Now you play with the kid,
he embarrass you
I jump right in the field with no
parachute and one pair of shoes
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