Freddie Moore - Runn'em Down Lyrics

BFG ENT
Broken family gang
That's on everything
Need A wedding ring
Run him down cause I need my cake
Sale A pound and I speed no brake
On the grind for the cheese long days
On the grind yeah it be long days
Got racks I'm gone beat my case
Got racks I'm gone feed my face
Got racks you can see my safe
Got racks look at me I'm straight
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Run him down cause I need my cake
Sale A pound and I speed no brake
On the grind for the cheese long days
On the grind yeah it be long days
Niggas rocking they CEO chain
Niggas rocking they CEO rings
Niggas rocking they CEO watch
I can watch and I see yo plot
All these racks on me I got knots
All these racks on me I got guap
In the trap I open up shop
Put racks on top of yo top
I can't wait until they let Twan free
I can't wait until they let Twan out
I'm gone grind until the death of me
I'm gone grind until my breath run out
I'm gone sign I'm with B.F.G
I'm gone sign to myself right now
You can come get a BLT
You can come get a bell right now
Hit the trap and that shit gone swang
Try to jack and this shit gone sang
All these racks I don't need your name
All these racks I don't need no fame
Niggas broke why they be so lame
Niggas broke why they be so poor
Seven racks to me that's change
Seven racks just bought your soul
Run him down cause I need my cake
Sale A pound and I speed no brake
On the grind for the cheese long days
On the grind yeah it be long days
Got racks I'm gone beat my case
Got racks I'm gone feed my face
Got racks you can see my safe
Got racks look at me I'm straight
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Run him down cause I need my cake
Sale A pound and I speed no brake
On the grind for the cheese long days
On the grind yeah it be long days
How I slept in the room no bed
SMH how I do my head
Stack it up how I do my bread
Stack it up yeah I do my best
And I know it I do I'm blessed
Kundalini run through my chest
I can see through my Third Eye yes
And you probably ain't heard I guess
Niggas f*ck up my vibe with mess
Niggas f*ck up my high with threats
Then A nigga might die might rest
Then A nigga might die my guess
Yea A nigga might R.I.P
Put him six feet in the ground
Blue hundreds that's all I see
Blue hundreds that's all I count
And these niggas be talking money
But ain't got no money round
I ain't trippin of young hun***
He gone catch A hundred rounds
Seven racks that ain't no money
On your top that's money down
I might throw them an extra ten
When they run lil buddy down
Run him down cause I need my cake
Sale A pound and I speed no brake
On the grind for the cheese long days
On the grind yeah it be long days
Got racks I'm gone beat my case
Got racks I'm gone feed my face
Got racks you can see my safe
Got racks look at me I'm straight
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Racks look at me
Run him down cause I need my cake
Sale A pound and I speed no brake
On the grind for the cheese long days
On the grind yeah it be long days
BFG ENT
Broken Family Gang
That's On Everything
Need A Wedding Ring