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polo wealthy - run it lyrics

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(intro)
yeah this just what go down you know i’m sayin
this just what goin’ on you feel me, forreal

(hook)
f-ck it run it
how much time they got me facin’
whatever they got i’m a take it
f-ck it run it
mama don’t cry on the phone
in a few months i’ll be home
demons took over my soul
i know i did so much wrong
but i want to do so much wrong
i want to wipe someone nose
you know i stuck to the code
and all of these n-ggas gon’ fold
f-ck the felonies they tried to send a n-gga down the road
i’m a tell the judge i’m a buck if i gotta go
lawyer made my gun charge dissapear, where it go
i don’t want probation but i pleaded guilty for the dope

(verse)
f-ck it run it
i took the time like it’s nothin’
i took the time like i wanted it
i took the good with the bad and what come with it
n-gga ain’t trippin’ bout consequences
i know what i did cause i’m dealin’ wit it
left me up in jail then you not forgiven
left me in the streets wit no pot to p-ss in
couldn’t bond out had to sit a minute
stuck in this cell i’m really livin’ in it
you don’t want smoke i got plenty hitters
don’t want none n-gga
i’ll go back don’t give a d-mn n-gga
this sh-t real i ain’t playin’ n-gga
i was eatin’ soup in a can n-gga
i slime and i scam n-ggas
i am who i am n-gga
f-ck it run it
yuh you like it i love it
you like it i love it
i’ll take the time i ain’t runnin’
ain’t trippin’ bout jail i ain’t bluffin’
long as i got money comin’
good commissary i’m munchin’
ain’t trippin’ bout jail i got bread on my books
i’m ysl loaded yeah that’s how it looks
noodles & chips everyday i eat good
prayin’ that i get a deal with the judge
i don’t want probation just gimme time served
fendi tatto ain’t for family first
f-ck that lil hoe while she feelin’ the perc
and i been juggin’ finessin’ since birth

(hook)
f-ck it run it
how much time they got me facin’
whatever they got i’m a take it
f-ck it run it
mama don’t cry on the phone
in a few months i’ll be home
demons took over my soul
i know i did so much wrong
but i want to do so much wrong
i want to wipe someone nose
you know i stuck to the code
and all of these n-ggas gon’ fold
f-ck the felonies they tried to send a n-gga down the road
i’m a tell the judge i’m a buck if i gotta go
lawyer made my gun charge dissapear, where it go
i don’t want probation but i pleaded guilty for the dope

(verse outro)
f-ck it run it
i took the time like it’s nothin’
i took the time like i wanted it
i took the good with the bad and what come with it
n-gga ain’t trippin’ bout consequences
i know what i did cause i’m dealin’ wit it



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