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chris nov - runnin' lyrics

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chorus:
we climbing our way to the top
none of this can ever be stopped
this is the crew and we got it locked
none of this can ever be topped (boy) (x2)
(m, m, m ,mnd)

verse 1:
i walk in to the club and all your b-tches are right with me (god d-mn)
bought a pair of j’s and that sh-t be soaked in that whiskey (skrt-skrt)
once i’m in the building you know i got crew with me (crew with me)
these my ride or dies, we coming from the same city (riri)

if you trynna find me, my location is the balcony
hopped in the whip we headed downtown like melo anthony (swish)
windows tinted we stay (high) smoking like a chimney (smoke)
they trynna pull me down, i am not affected by your gravity (f-ck y’all)

this the life that i live, you get the sh-t that you give
all the sh-t that i did, all the sh-t that i’ll do
just to make it to the top and say where were you? (huh)
motherf-cker where were you? motherf-cker where were you? motherf-cker where were you? (ha)

chorus:
we climbing our way to the top
none of this can ever be stopped
this is the crew and we got it locked
none of this can ever be topped (boy) (x2)
(m, m, m ,mnd)

verse 2:
hold up i just gave birth to the beat
the ones that i’m on i’m birthing them each
2000 the birth of the beast
features on, it feel like a feast

now throw it like right back
west coast, homie i ate it like a snack
i heard you were cooking up the batch
the sh-t that i’m on, it don’t even match

i’ve been gone, but i’m back at it
what you talking bout, it don’t matter
all i hear is some chit chatter
i don’t care what will happen after

now we, let the champagne pop
so we pour up the gl-ss
toast to the moments that p-ssed
praying that this sh-t gone last
i am just speaking on my own behalf

take a walk in my shoes
i got the grind, yeah i do
make it to the top and just stare at the view
and then say where the f-ck were you motherf-cker?
motherf-cker where were you? motherf-cker where were you? motherf-cker where were you? (ha)

chorus:
we climbing our way to the top
none of this can ever be stopped
this is the crew and we got it locked
none of this can ever be topped (boy) (x2)
(m, m, m ,mnd)

- chris nov lyrics

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