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j1hunnit - midnight run lyrics

[intro]
(keep that sh+t lowkey, tae)

[verse]
i’m tryna make it back to texas usin’ highway 7
the troop was out, so i ain’t takin’ magnolia or camden
i’m takin’ mount highly to stamps, texicana to dallas
i told lil’ bro once you begin, then it ain’t no finale
i trap with green connoisseurs and flavor fanatics
i ran with crooks and petty thieves with they neighborhood tatted
i set in silver slivering spots and made one quill pallets
i pay court and probation fees to stay free from my family
i know two ways to get some cake, you extort or embezzle
but stayin’ down to get a bag bring a wonderful feeling
i put them babies on a bus like a valerie frizzle
when they pull off, they comе back later with cash in a duffel
the opеration i got special, i’m glad i ain’t settle
i pushed the issue to stay loyal, then sh+t got better
i gotta push 75 just to make it on schedule
i caught a cramp in my left eye tryna break in the pedal
i visit bro like he in jail at the crib on tether
i keep my n+ggas in the loop, i can’t get too selfish
if you wanna stay afloat, go and build you a vessel
put the dweebs on the plank and you’ll see smooth sailin’
to get some cake, i ran with pirates, john candelaria
the dope i got you probably never seen, it’s from a foreign carrier
the sh+t that i handle come in cargo from south america
i’ll pay the ticket, i ain’t trippin’, the more, the merrier
i’ll meet the plug in neverland if the price get better
call me peter pan, i come up green and make you feel real special
i like thick girls, the curvy type, and yellow hoes more better
i just met a ho that make guns with a 3d printer
bro just went to jail and called and said, “don’t send no letters”
he in there talkin’ to his self, this a therapy session
i’m out on bond for firearms, i need a lawyer, i’m stressin’
i ain’t jeezy and r. kelly, but i really do run with go+getters
i be doin’ me tryna provide, i ain’t stuntin’ no n+gga
n+ggas in the run sittin’ on e, they ain’t makin’ no livin’
that’s how n+ggas crashed chasin’ the past, gettin’ lost in the system
i’d never dwell on what i had ’cause i know what i’m gettin’
i’d take the scr+ps and make a meal, i ain’t really that patient
pay attention to the signs when you inclined ’cause the plot keep thickening
i done went to court and had to fight due to totin’ a bl!cky
you’ll end up in jail without a bail ’cause you f+ckin’ with n+ggas
he told and tried to run, they hit his back with a guage like ricky
i wore hand+me+downs from drayling hill, every color d+ckies
now i rock whatever i be choosin’, i don’t pinch no pennies
i’ll spend a ticket of this ‘bow on a pair of new tennies
i don’t talk to n+ggas who ain’t spendin’, that sh+t be cringey
all i know is treat and never beat, i do not act stingy
i like to hustle, but i used to kick doors off hinges
i was young and dumb chasin’ the funds, n+ggas used to be trippin’
i don’t like to take, i raise the stakes and try to find new bidders
i’ma do good business, i am not tryna leave you bitter
i’ma f+ck with n+ggas that go grind, i do not like quitters
i pick up some paper every day like i don’t like to litter
i knew i’d be rich real soon, i’ve been feelin’ the jitters
i pick up the babies, you can call if you need a new sitter
i just put it all on the bus like the ’06 steelers
i come from the bottom with the ropes, it’s bed bugs and the critters
i be out in cali scoutin’ keisha with the heavy hitters
i ain’t have a plug, so i got game, then became a dispenser
i just used my brain and started tryna apply my wisdom
i can make the profit with some knowledge, i’m a real+good listener (keep that sh+t lowkey, tae)

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