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Running Video (MV)




Performed By: Zarco
Language: English
Length: 3:53
Written by: Cam'ron Gordon
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Zarco - Running Lyrics
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Now that I've really done it
There's no way to stop it
Running it till I run it, get money up in my pocket
And the house up on the hill still, whyllin with my bruddas
You ain't saying nothin, nah
You ain't saying nothin, nah
Living it with a lie
Why is your life is flopping
If I like I cop it
I'm not really shopping
All the time I'm rushing, public moving, weaving, crushing
Talking about the moshing
Now she gonna really drop it
Hide your grin and bear it cos life just isn't fair
It'll pick you up and slap you down, it just didn't care yeah
Now I'm chilling killing time although that thing rare
In my head the future looking bright I'm always I'm winning there
Where you going? On a mission, have to keep the vision true
Who are you? Who am I? I provide the missing screws
Fix it up then get it running, something that you didn't do
Still, Uncle Scrooge, I need them bills to fill a swimming pool
Never be lying, get with the times
I gotta go grow right
Deal with the best, leaving the nest only the grown fly
Things that I'm doing, everyday moving
Believe we gotta go go grind
All of these rhymes schemes easily see it's a gold mine
Might, ghostwrite for these niggas with the flow like
I'm always shining when I'm winning gotta glow brighter, yeah
And now that it's showtime, no introduction needed cos the shows mine
Now that I've really done it
There's no way to stop it
Running it till I run it, get, money up in my pocket
And the house up on the hill still, whyllin with my bruddas
You ain't saying nothin, nah
You ain't saying nothin, nah
Living it with a lie
Why is your life is flopping
If I like I cop it
I'm not really shopping
All the time I'm rushing, public moving, weaving, crushing
Talking about the moshing
Now she gonna really drop it
Man I'm tired of this shit, where the f*ck is the sun
There's no rays so a heatwave I got in this song
There's a party at 2, so imma spark one at one
The Bacardi with the juice has got me loving the rum
I think I f*cked up my lungs
Liquor messed up my liver I guess I'm lucky I'm young
Wishing things would be different is why I rush into fun
Now I'm jogging past the finish line no judging the run
Ye ye ye ye ye ye yeah
Yeah it's me dawg, he seized up cos he's chatting shit for no reason
He's on another one cos she loves my other songs
Made a racket, brought no jacket now she's on a freeze one
Damn, but I ain't giving my fit
I'm waved though
Next day, now I'm missing my shit
Yeah it's funny how it goes
Money, women, clothes
Gotta live it though
I ain't worried cos I know I'm legit
SONSÍAI
But why they acting stupid g
Moving forward imma call it imma move the scene
Like a movie scene, directors cut, or choose the green
Over art, it's a start but trust me you're not fooling me
Nah, I breathe flows with my eyes closed
Breathe out a tornado gets your mind blown
Breathe in, yeah this life's smelling nice though
Rosewater in her toner, smell it on the ride home
Now that I've really done it
There's no way to stop it
Running it till I run it, get, money up in my pocket
And the house up on the hill still, whyllin with my bruddas
You ain't saying nothin', nah
You ain't saying nothin', nah
Living it with a lie
Why is your life is flopping
If I like I cop it
I'm not really shopping
All the time I'm rushing, public moving, weaving, crushing
Talking about the moshing
Now she gonna really drop it
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English

Now that I've really done it
There's no way to stop it
Running it till I run it, get money up in my pocket
And the house up on the hill still, whyllin with my bruddas
You ain't saying nothin, nah
You ain't saying nothin, nah
Living it with a lie
Why is your life is flopping
If I like I cop it
I'm not really shopping
All the time I'm rushing, public moving, weaving, crushing
Talking about the moshing
Now she gonna really drop it
Hide your grin and bear it cos life just isn't fair
It'll pick you up and slap you down, it just didn't care yeah
Now I'm chilling killing time although that thing rare
In my head the future looking bright I'm always I'm winning there
Where you going? On a mission, have to keep the vision true
Who are you? Who am I? I provide the missing screws
Fix it up then get it running, something that you didn't do
Still, Uncle Scrooge, I need them bills to fill a swimming pool
Never be lying, get with the times
I gotta go grow right
Deal with the best, leaving the nest only the grown fly
Things that I'm doing, everyday moving
Believe we gotta go go grind
All of these rhymes schemes easily see it's a gold mine
Might, ghostwrite for these niggas with the flow like
I'm always shining when I'm winning gotta glow brighter, yeah
And now that it's showtime, no introduction needed cos the shows mine
Now that I've really done it
There's no way to stop it
Running it till I run it, get, money up in my pocket
And the house up on the hill still, whyllin with my bruddas
You ain't saying nothin, nah
You ain't saying nothin, nah
Living it with a lie
Why is your life is flopping
If I like I cop it
I'm not really shopping
All the time I'm rushing, public moving, weaving, crushing
Talking about the moshing
Now she gonna really drop it
Man I'm tired of this shit, where the f*ck is the sun
There's no rays so a heatwave I got in this song
There's a party at 2, so imma spark one at one
The Bacardi with the juice has got me loving the rum
I think I f*cked up my lungs
Liquor messed up my liver I guess I'm lucky I'm young
Wishing things would be different is why I rush into fun
Now I'm jogging past the finish line no judging the run
Ye ye ye ye ye ye yeah
Yeah it's me dawg, he seized up cos he's chatting shit for no reason
He's on another one cos she loves my other songs
Made a racket, brought no jacket now she's on a freeze one
Damn, but I ain't giving my fit
I'm waved though
Next day, now I'm missing my shit
Yeah it's funny how it goes
Money, women, clothes
Gotta live it though
I ain't worried cos I know I'm legit
SONSÍAI
But why they acting stupid g
Moving forward imma call it imma move the scene
Like a movie scene, directors cut, or choose the green
Over art, it's a start but trust me you're not fooling me
Nah, I breathe flows with my eyes closed
Breathe out a tornado gets your mind blown
Breathe in, yeah this life's smelling nice though
Rosewater in her toner, smell it on the ride home
Now that I've really done it
There's no way to stop it
Running it till I run it, get, money up in my pocket
And the house up on the hill still, whyllin with my bruddas
You ain't saying nothin', nah
You ain't saying nothin', nah
Living it with a lie
Why is your life is flopping
If I like I cop it
I'm not really shopping
All the time I'm rushing, public moving, weaving, crushing
Talking about the moshing
Now she gonna really drop it
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Writer: Cam'ron Gordon
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