Run Dat sh*t lyrics

by

Curren$y



[Chorus]
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me run that sh*t
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me (Run that sh*t)
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me run that sh*t
When I'm off in the zone

[Verse 1]
sh*t for high priced SUVs, long nights palm trees
Cuff link sleeves, them n*ggas ain't these
Extraordinary gentleman, this is the league
Wrinkle free, pimpin, my styles straight like 9:15
Jet Code make Watergate look like a hair-brained scheme
Your hoes wanna be taken, no Liam Neeson on the scene
Blue waters, white sands, sticky green
Enough n*ggas talk sh*t, Jet n*ggas talk rich
Porches, fortress, horses afford this
Then try step up, y'all got me messed up
Basketball shorts on red carpet, my girl dressed up, and I'm coolin
I'm just at the premier cause my homeboy was in the movie
I would be hoopin' on my front yard
Point guard sh*t with my neighbors son
OG sh*t I do, cause I truly am one
[Chorus]
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me run that sh*t
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me run that sh*t
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me

[Verse 2]
And they still trying to build that case
Want me to pay for murdering all these tapes, what can I say
Its still money over b*tches, we stick to the script here
Magazine pictures credit every stitch that I wear
Never been one of those caught up in the fab
They say its out of style, I bring that sh*t back
Designers know it makes sense to chop it and burn hash
And let me skim through their next season sketch pad
I'm never mad, just mad high, my guy
From this altitude you wipe a doves tears when they cry
The forefather of the fly, no paternity test
Your style got my eyes left
And its Jets til the motherf*cking next life
So sweet candy stripes on my Vette, if I say it I show it
You think I get it for free how I smoke it
My dude wanted loot, but he tossed me a few free O's and sh*t
All these rappers need is a hook to go and fish
For crappy deals but Im way too real
Mothaf*ckas kept half assing until
Warner Bros came to the table with the table
Now theres room for my whole set, now my n*ggas able
Eat 'til we got the itis, b*tch we on fire
Marlo on the screen, yeah b*tch, we on the wire
You talking too much, b*tch, go sit up there with the driver
[Chorus]
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me run that sh*t
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me run that sh*t
When I'm off in the zone
My n*ggas telling me
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