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Remsen - RTS (feat. Kc Velli) Lyrics




(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)

Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while

Dreams of being killa cam
Dreams of whipping in a Bentley in the minivan
Hating niggas crying rivers justin timberlake
Said f*ck a block I run the beats like I was timberland
And yes I know these hoes they come and go like ceiling fan
They been talking crazy like they been the man
15 minutes of the fame and then it's time to go you kicking back like Jackie Chan
But not me I got a different plan
I got 20/20 on me
Vision on my side I can see these niggas coming
Put away ya pride
But I'm down to ride in case they try to take from me
X Ray you can't hide the fake from me
I been in the x games just the way my grind different
Ion need no Cuban chain I already shine different
Ain't no Rollie on my wrist niggas know my time different
I'm the first in my division nigga paint me as a villain

Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while

Gon' run till my legs falling off and I just can't walk
They gon' have to duct tape my lips they say I can't talk
If Rem don't trust you then It's over grab some damn chalk
And some yellow tape too
Get hit with more than shake moves
Easily walk through customs and ounce of gas and a keef too
Know for bodying niggas just got a bag off the walk-through
I don't deal with designer my body look good without it
This motivation for youngins who different and grew up doubted
Pissing off different ops see the bottom space got too crowded
I just learned to maneuver something the old heads is proud of
Think it's time to invest I want to go and cop an Island
Told my family I'm gon' be the first to finish college
Bro just gave me the recipe and instructed to follow
Now she suck and she swallow live for the day ain't no sorrow
Still praying for my enemies 'cuz they wont see tomorrow
And now that nigga jaw broke
So Rem gon' make the song go

Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while

(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
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(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)

Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while

Dreams of being killa cam
Dreams of whipping in a Bentley in the minivan
Hating niggas crying rivers justin timberlake
Said f*ck a block I run the beats like I was timberland
And yes I know these hoes they come and go like ceiling fan
They been talking crazy like they been the man
15 minutes of the fame and then it's time to go you kicking back like Jackie Chan
But not me I got a different plan
I got 20/20 on me
Vision on my side I can see these niggas coming
Put away ya pride
But I'm down to ride in case they try to take from me
X Ray you can't hide the fake from me
I been in the x games just the way my grind different
Ion need no Cuban chain I already shine different
Ain't no Rollie on my wrist niggas know my time different
I'm the first in my division nigga paint me as a villain

Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while

Gon' run till my legs falling off and I just can't walk
They gon' have to duct tape my lips they say I can't talk
If Rem don't trust you then It's over grab some damn chalk
And some yellow tape too
Get hit with more than shake moves
Easily walk through customs and ounce of gas and a keef too
Know for bodying niggas just got a bag off the walk-through
I don't deal with designer my body look good without it
This motivation for youngins who different and grew up doubted
Pissing off different ops see the bottom space got too crowded
I just learned to maneuver something the old heads is proud of
Think it's time to invest I want to go and cop an Island
Told my family I'm gon' be the first to finish college
Bro just gave me the recipe and instructed to follow
Now she suck and she swallow live for the day ain't no sorrow
Still praying for my enemies 'cuz they wont see tomorrow
And now that nigga jaw broke
So Rem gon' make the song go

Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while
Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while

(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Yup, yup)
(Run this shit we gon' run this shit for a while, for a while)
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Writer: Chukwudike Azubuike, Kevon Edwards
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