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Young Pressure - Run Em Over Lyrics



Young Pressure - Run Em Over Lyrics
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I said we are not the same bitch
And I ain't dying phony
Man f*ck you and who you came with
Don't act like you been known me
Cause I'm going straight ham
While these rappers more like bologna
Talking shit on face cam
I run em over like I'm Tony
I'm T-Money ya'll want controversy
I'm too good you not as worthy
Pop a perky sit back
I put my blood right on this page
Where my sins at thinking you ahead
Let me split ya wig back
When I spit facts been so hungry
Like the needy who da known I'm up next
Guess that's why tryna beat me
No one really contest
I'm a skinny motherf*cker with the flex
Gold dripping down my neck
Go and get it what I said put em all
To closure then open up my exposure
My life is a roller coaster it's about composure
Meant to be in front of this mic
Just like I'm supposed to be the one and only
Better off with ya door closed take my message
And mix it up with your hormones
My heart is colder than the North Pole lord
Knows I'm in a bad state y'all don't care
About the rapping only see fast pay you
Bitch and I keep it real till my last day
Balls deep in this game y'all f*cking halfway
And bet you'll get smoked like an ashtray
Feel yourself worry shoot my shot like I'm
Max Payne tie em down speed it up
Run em over that train
I said we are not the same bitch
And I ain't dying phony
Man f*ck you and who you came with
Don't act like you been known me
Cause I'm going straight ham
While these rappers more like bologna
Talking shit on face cam
I run em over like I'm Tony
Coming in again my dick is for jacking off
Make it rain on ya parade like it's cats and dogs
Y'all some mother f*cking jokers
Always laugh and talk you softer than a wedding
Bitch where ya basket toss this is when the fun start
Ya shit is trash like junk yards look at me I'm dumb
Smart you a f*cktard Ima be assassinated
By another hating rapper fascinating
I'll be glad to take it cause you mad
Inflated I'll pop ya bubble and stab ya face
Machetes I'm ready shoot to kill if I'm
Dead at this moment know who is real never lose skill
I'm the newest deal got the range like a rover
I'm in pain never sober
I want recognition the next edition
Of something you have never seen
The devil can even beat mess with this shit
Demons all around me telling me I'm pessimistic
Liking what I'm doing kissing me with reddish lipstick
Bitch I'm number one when you look at my statistic
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I said we are not the same bitch
And I ain't dying phony
Man f*ck you and who you came with
Don't act like you been known me
Cause I'm going straight ham
While these rappers more like bologna
Talking shit on face cam
I run em over like I'm Tony
I'm T-Money ya'll want controversy
I'm too good you not as worthy
Pop a perky sit back
I put my blood right on this page
Where my sins at thinking you ahead
Let me split ya wig back
When I spit facts been so hungry
Like the needy who da known I'm up next
Guess that's why tryna beat me
No one really contest
I'm a skinny motherf*cker with the flex
Gold dripping down my neck
Go and get it what I said put em all
To closure then open up my exposure
My life is a roller coaster it's about composure
Meant to be in front of this mic
Just like I'm supposed to be the one and only
Better off with ya door closed take my message
And mix it up with your hormones
My heart is colder than the North Pole lord
Knows I'm in a bad state y'all don't care
About the rapping only see fast pay you
Bitch and I keep it real till my last day
Balls deep in this game y'all f*cking halfway
And bet you'll get smoked like an ashtray
Feel yourself worry shoot my shot like I'm
Max Payne tie em down speed it up
Run em over that train
I said we are not the same bitch
And I ain't dying phony
Man f*ck you and who you came with
Don't act like you been known me
Cause I'm going straight ham
While these rappers more like bologna
Talking shit on face cam
I run em over like I'm Tony
Coming in again my dick is for jacking off
Make it rain on ya parade like it's cats and dogs
Y'all some mother f*cking jokers
Always laugh and talk you softer than a wedding
Bitch where ya basket toss this is when the fun start
Ya shit is trash like junk yards look at me I'm dumb
Smart you a f*cktard Ima be assassinated
By another hating rapper fascinating
I'll be glad to take it cause you mad
Inflated I'll pop ya bubble and stab ya face
Machetes I'm ready shoot to kill if I'm
Dead at this moment know who is real never lose skill
I'm the newest deal got the range like a rover
I'm in pain never sober
I want recognition the next edition
Of something you have never seen
The devil can even beat mess with this shit
Demons all around me telling me I'm pessimistic
Liking what I'm doing kissing me with reddish lipstick
Bitch I'm number one when you look at my statistic
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Writer: Tyler Tucker
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Performed By: Young Pressure
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Tyler Tucker

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