Crm - Still Runnin’ (Freestyle) lyrics

(Yo, YBH) , hmm yeah, still runnin’
Yeah, ahem!

I put in all my time and effort
And you still find a reason to hate on me
I’ma keep on grindin’ everyday
‘Till the point where I walk
(Yo, YBH) , with heaps of rain on me
You can't stop me now, it's too late
So you can't never tell me to wait calmly
Don't try to frame me for anythin’, bitch
You can't put the blame on me yeah, yeah
All of you haters are out of line
I be actin’ crazy, I’m out my mind
But I still act sweet, no Caroline
I’m gon’ shock you all like a power line
Y'all haters livin’ in a house of lies
And I’m tellin’ you that you won’t
Be able to stop me
‘Cause right now you’re out of time
Ayy, you’re not the one
That’s doing the most
I be creatin’ my own sound
You just copy me, takin’ down your notes
I can easily tell when you’re lyin’ to me
‘Cause you’re more see-through than a ghost
And I’ma try be as humble as I can
Not the one to brag and boast
Or rub that shit into your face
I’ll just wait for you to get on my level
You know my bars are hot like a kettle
And I be twistin’ heads like metal
Goin’ off all the time, never settle
Different to everyone else, I’m a rebel
I may not be here for long
So while I’m at it
Might shake shit up like treble

Yeah, I’ma slow it down
‘Cause I need a break real quick
Try dissin’ me i might just take your life
And take your bitch
And I worked hard for this
I ain’t never steal, I paid for shit
Yeah, yeah, okay

I take your bitch out for dinner
Watch her like a cinema
Thought that it couldn’t be clear
All the good people above us
No choice but to keep yellin’
Out RIP to my peers don’t know about you
But I seem to skip over all the
Good talent that I can’t hear
All y'all haters
But I just can’t seem to get them out my life
Bitch, they won’t disappear
Stuck in the middle
While you seem to hate me
And just for no reason, you wanted to battle
I’m more blessed than a chapel
My haters can kiss my asshole
Don’t even try to frame me
Claimin’ I took some shit I ain’t paid for
You brought shame on my bros
You just provoked a gang war
Crm (AU) gOD DID dJ Khaled

Done this for as long as I can remember
Bitch, you ain’t been shit, nah, never
Note it’s your funeral if
You claim you better
You hit me hard, but I’ma return to sender
He wanna fight, but the beef ain’t tender
No, I am not screamin’ out random letters
Take your career, mix it up in a blender
Say that my music is shit, yeah, whatever
I know your career an accident
We want the smoke, like a pack of cigs
I’m independent, I don’t need no management
You ain’t on my level
You can’t compare to my savageness
My bars are so lit
That you gon’ need more than a fire truck
You’ll need the police and ambulance
And for a long time now
I been tryna get away to
A place I call happiness

Never ran from the opps
Only ran from the cops
Still runnin’ up the Ms
Still runnin’ up the bands
Still runnin’, still runnin’
Still runnin’, never ran from the opps
Only ran from the cops
Still runnin’ up the Ms
Still runnin’ up the bands
Still runnin’, still runnin’