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Street Runners Video (MV)




Performed By: Rosewood Swing & TJ Murphy
Length: 2:17
Written by: Keith Greer
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Rosewood Swing & TJ Murphy - Street Runners Lyrics




You come in my house, don't you ever bring scared business to me
You're looking at the toughest Rasta Jamaican in the United States of America
I run shit, I kill for nothing
And I make lots of money, I deal in the business, don't bring that shit to me
Again, you hear me

Still street running, so what you mean I done slowed up,
I put my pockets on creatine I done swole up,
Racks they coming out the machine, what's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

You know I'm solid as figurine, I don't fold up,
Phone been silent it's finna ring when I load up,
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

Stepping out the Porsche and it's partly fair climate
I'm on the east coast but I'm on Cartier timing
With a model sitting poolside just splashing
Riding through my city, cop lights just flashing

They want me in a jumper but I want the highest fashion
Behind this pay cut, I will take the illest action
I don't want it all, I just want the biggest fraction
Matter fact I'ma stay humble,

You humble, let them tell it you was seen with your nose up
Streets been f*cked, you niggas sing like a ho does
Trap been bouncing like triple beam, got it sewed up
Charge it to the game, don't intervene if she chose up

Had the hottest summer but that spring was the coldest
Took that lick and up the stream where they rowed us
Niggas co-op, they split the screen just to hold us
Charged into the game, you should've seen what you owed us

Still street running, so what you mean I done slowed up,
I put my pockets on creatine I done swole up,
Racks they coming out the machine, what's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

You know I'm solid as figurine, I don't fold up,
Phone been silent it's finna ring when I load up,
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

Jamaica is good
Yeah, Jamaica is good
Yeah
Jamaica is very good

Yeah
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You come in my house, don't you ever bring scared business to me
You're looking at the toughest Rasta Jamaican in the United States of America
I run shit, I kill for nothing
And I make lots of money, I deal in the business, don't bring that shit to me
Again, you hear me

Still street running, so what you mean I done slowed up,
I put my pockets on creatine I done swole up,
Racks they coming out the machine, what's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

You know I'm solid as figurine, I don't fold up,
Phone been silent it's finna ring when I load up,
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

Stepping out the Porsche and it's partly fair climate
I'm on the east coast but I'm on Cartier timing
With a model sitting poolside just splashing
Riding through my city, cop lights just flashing

They want me in a jumper but I want the highest fashion
Behind this pay cut, I will take the illest action
I don't want it all, I just want the biggest fraction
Matter fact I'ma stay humble,

You humble, let them tell it you was seen with your nose up
Streets been f*cked, you niggas sing like a ho does
Trap been bouncing like triple beam, got it sewed up
Charge it to the game, don't intervene if she chose up

Had the hottest summer but that spring was the coldest
Took that lick and up the stream where they rowed us
Niggas co-op, they split the screen just to hold us
Charged into the game, you should've seen what you owed us

Still street running, so what you mean I done slowed up,
I put my pockets on creatine I done swole up,
Racks they coming out the machine, what's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

You know I'm solid as figurine, I don't fold up,
Phone been silent it's finna ring when I load up,
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?
Racks they coming out the machine, What's the hold up?

Jamaica is good
Yeah, Jamaica is good
Yeah
Jamaica is very good

Yeah
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Writer: Keith Greer
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