Running Video (MV)

Bitch I'm running running running up these checks
Bitch I always always always keep a vest
What's that shining shining shining on my wrist
Bitch I'm always looking nice that's my Patek
Bitch these VVS on my body got me glistening
Gotta keep a eye they always listening
Bitch I got it tucked yeah that's my Smith and
Yeah I'm always paper chasin', it ain't gotta end
Niggas always acting like they friends
Yeah you was my mans to a extent
Till we running off yeah we finessed him
Ran him for his paper then we ditched him
Bet he won't be jacking my shit again
You should know the rules there ain't no knew friends
Niggas do the most for some relevance
Looking like a joke boy this shit gotta end
Looking like a joke boy this shit gotta; end
Looking like a joke boy this shit gotta end
Niggas be sleepin' on Truly Blessed man
It's a f*cking Truly Blessed world
Look at my life, living lav(ish)
Getting the paper that you never had
Nigga I'm all bout that bag
All of my niggas is chasing that cash
None of my niggas is ever gon' rat
Before I signed up, shoulda' gave me my plaque
F*ck what you know about swag
I got a white T, I just need me some tats
F*ck all the shit in the past
We talking bout now, leave that shit in back
Niggas acting out, don't worry bout that just swing me my jack
Only take a few minutes, leave you mushy like spinach
Niggas stay jacking some false shit
Niggas never went through shit
Why you lying, I'm clueless
All my paper got blue strips
All my paper got blue what
All my paper got blue strips
Pockets walking, like they Crip
Crip walking, that's some shit
Got you jumping, like Kross Kriss
Wait I think I meant Kriss Kross
I don't know bitch, I'm sauced
Get me water but no Voss
Left my life, that's your loss
How you hating from across
Niggas hating it's too soon
I ain't even in full bloom
But wait there's more, I go boom
Looking broke, my costume
I'm running running running up these checks
Bitch I always always always keep a vest
What's that shining shining shining on my wrist
Bitch I'm always looking nice that's my Patek
Bitch these VVS on my body got me glistening
Gotta keep a eye they always listening
Bitch I got it tucked yeah that's my Smith and
Yeah I'm always paper chasin', it ain't gotta end
Niggas always acting like they friends
Yeah you was my mans to a extent
Till we running off yeah we finessed him
Ran him for his paper then we ditched him
Bet he won't be jacking my shit again
You should know the rules there ain't no knew friends
Niggas do the most for some relevance
Looking like a joke boy this shit gotta end
Get me water, bitch no Voss
Niggas know they need me
Only sippin' on Fiji
Trying keep shit P-G
Bitch I'm ballin', YG Trece
On me, that's my piece
Leave you viral, like a tweet
Bout mine, that's conceit
I been ballin', with no feat
I'mma eat, no Uber
Your life, is my humor
If you on it, it's bloopers
Serious as a tumor
Watch how I maneuver
Got me moving like troopers
Never worried I shoot first
Had a dream, call me Luther
Leveled up, that's super
Need a baddie from hooters
I prefer them cougars
You sidelined, you viewer
You taking Ls, you loser
You goofy, no goober
I'm Stewie, with no Rupert
You shoulda' came in sooner
Shouts to the producer
You can't forget the jeweler
They got me here looking cooler
They made your bitch a drooler
They made your bitch a drooler
They made that bitch a drooler
They got me looking cooler
Shouts to the producer, you can't forget the jeweler
Shout my nigga Leo, he got me soundin' flee-o