Yo Gotti - Last Run (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Yo Gotti - Last Run (en) Lyrics
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Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm on my last run
(I'm on my last run)
This ain't my last set or
my last gun (Last gun)
But this my last run (Last run)
I'm on my last run (Last run)
(I heard so many niggas say this shit
like déjà vu, when I heard this
shit, you know what I mean?)
(It's quick)
You know how I go (How?)
Every time you think about it
(About it), you fucked up all
the money (What that?)
It ain't no one to blame but yourself
(Damn, I can't fuck this up)
So you mad at yourself (Fuck, shit)
But you can't get back
at yourself (Back)
I told B to quit (Quit), I sense
the Feds comin' (The Feds)
Of course he didn't listen, you
can't tell a grown man nothin'
He kept doin' him, so he kept hustlin'
Thirty days later, the
Feds bust him, damn
He was on his last run
Tryna get off his last ball
Breaking news, indictment,
fifty-five bricks
They say a rapper connected,
I'm like, "Aw, shit"
Once upon a time, name is anonymous
That's my nigga, he know it, we
been through a lotta shit
He had a play on the line,
it was Christmas Eve
I told him, "Fuck that lil'
money", but he ain't listen
to me (Listen to me)
Now it's R.I.P, he ain't make it
Christmas but have five P's
At 7:50, there was thirty-
seven fifty, I just wish
he would've listen to me
I get emotional, angry
when I think about it
Far as I can remember, them
streets don't love anybody
If you gon' quit, just quit,
don't even think about it
'Cause when you say this is your last
run, I doubt it (I doubt it)
It's your last run
(See, I never wanna be a broke rapper)
I know niggas broke
They ran it up and fucked
it up, so now they stuck
Bent on they luck, tryna get
that last run (Last run)
They need that one hit
to do that last tour
Just need that big song
Bought too much jewelry,
took too many drugs
Flew too many jets, you invested
wrong, damn (Damn)
My investments long
It's cocaine ten, this the
last run (The last run)
She was a student and a dancer
Birthday in July, she was a Cancer
Street smart, always got the answers
Single parent living in Atlanta
Baby father calling from the
Fed, she don't answer
Now she on her last run,
tryna run her bands up
Got a OnlyFans page, tryna
get her fans up
Tonight gon' be the night she gonna
work to make a killin' (Killin')
She did her favorite trick but Mr. Pole
fucked around and fell from the
ceiling (Fell from the ceiling)
Damn
She ain't make it to that
last run (Last run)
You hardly ever make it to
the last run (Last run)
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