Lyrics

I'm lost But I can't be found I'm locked and loaded But I ain't got no rounds Tell me how do I look How do I sound Different place, different grounds I'm nervous shaking I'm contemplating what am I thinking I'm writing records for noone's station my notions tainted And if I make it, I promise that I'm always gon' say it I always knew that my love for music would take me places I put the brown bottle to my lips now And I'mma drink this shit until I pass out And this the shit I promised that I'd never touch But this brown cup, fuck I just can't get enough And if this all goes well, now what would happen to me And if my life goes black, would they pretend they knew me People die every day But if I die tomorrow, I'mma die doin' me Agh I stand ten toes down Ak47 with a hundred rounds Bullet cases hit the ground Got me runnin and gunnin until the drum runs out (Runnin' and gunnin' and runnin' gunnin' yeah) Fuck who they want me to be Everybody's just tryin to get the best of me Nothin good in life comes free I keep runnin and runnin to keep my sanity (Runnin' Gunnin' yeah) Fuck who they want me to be I can't live a lie Not that kinda guy But fuck wit me i'll keep ya on ya toes peekin out the window for this deadeye. Sippin' gin and tonic These bitches gettin hypnotic Bubonic I'm taking over this world like i'm robotic Like I bought it From a payless They say that i can trust em thinkin they should say less I don't put my trust in nobody I'll end up catchin a body I hate the feeling inside me When people say that they ridin' But come to find out they lyin' I go bazerk without tryin I'm better off with nobody to confide in And I'm... An extrovert with an introvert mindset Play me like a bitch and expect to get ya mind wrecked Aye who you think you fuckin wit AK-47 gon' get to bussin' quick Agh I stand ten toes down Ak47 with a hundred rounds Bullet cases hit the ground Got me runnin and gunnin until the drum runs out (Runnin' and gunnin' and runnin' gunnin' yeah) Fuck who they want me to be Everybody's just tryin to get the best of me Nothin good in life comes free I keep runnin and runnin to keep my sanity (Runnin' Gunnin' yeah) I stand ten toes down (I put this brown bottle to my lips now) Ak47 with a hundred rounds (And imma drink this shit until I pass out) Bullet cases hit the ground (This the shit I promised I would never touch) Got me runnin and gunnin until the drum runs out (But this brown cup, fuck I just can't get enough) (Runnin' and gunnin' and runnin' gunnin' yeah) Fuck who they want me to be (I put the brown bottle to my lips now) Everybody's just tryin to get the best of me (And imma drink this this shit until I pass out) Nothin good in life comes free (And this the shit I promised I would never touch) I keep runnin and runnin to keep my sanity (But this brown cup, fuck I just can't get enough) (Runnin' Gunnin' yeah)
Writer(s): Gavin Simon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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