Текст песни Nike 2 - Kenny Mason
Yeah
yeah,
yeah
Running
through
the
stage
with
all
my
dogs,
yeah
Running
through
the
stage
witcha
Running
on
stage
with
all
my
dogs,
yeah
HBD
the
G.O.A.T
Walk
through
A3C
with
smoke
Told
them
hoes
at
22
One
day
they′d
see
me
as
Omega-9
to
the
game
Megamind
with
the
brain
Tell
em
my
niggas
strays
Finna
fly
with
the
wings
Big
BI-39
Ever
since
knee-high,
see
I
Wanted
to
be
like
T.I
Joe
G.I.,
V9s
on
Scotty,
here
try
the
clique
Get
your
body
hit
by
these
clips
Drop
that
.22,
in
a
few
I
might
dive
in
the
audience
I
might
ride
with
the
rowdiest
But
my
mind's
on
the
positive
Pray
that
I
see
my
momma
rich
Birds
can′t
fly
like
my
doggies
can
In
the
sky,
if
he
talking
shit
It's
gon'
side
I
might
lock
him
in
Way
too
pipe,
ain′t
no
clogging
it
Okay
tight,
let′s
get
started
then
I
go
hard
for
my
woes,
I
get
hard
for
these
hoes
[???]
I
got
no
heart
in
a
stroke
Throwing
darts
at
my
goals,
it's
like
my
target′s
a
bowl
I'm
in
Target
and
Kohl′s,
'cause
I
still
bargain
for
clothes
I
might
rock
what
I
wrote,
but
I
still
polish
the
flow
Without
a
mop
and
I
glow,
without
a
spark
in
my
globe
It′s
not
a
thought,
'cause
I
know,
I
told
you
I'm
the
new
Hov
But
I
think
not
anymo′,
yeah
I
think
now
they
want
more
They
like
the
energy
I
won′t
show
no
mercy
for
an
enemy
Air
Forces,
nigga
I
don't
got
no
23s
Running,
in
and
out
the
6
Running
like
a
sprint
Have
him
running,
if
he
run
his
lips
Run
him
like
a
bitch
And
I′m
sitting
in
another
Benz
Parked
like
106
Like
a
thot,
we
still
on
some
shit
Y'all
don′t
wanna
miss
Doing
well,
bitch
I'm
doing
well
Writing
to
Adele
Do
a
deal,
roll
it,
and
we
deep
Turning
to
a
well
Doing
well,
but
we
still
in
hell
Stealing
out
the
Shell
Lost
my
shelter,
[??]
Weighing
out
the
scale,
ayy
Bet,
I
love
this
shit,
I
practice
it
now
I′m
the
best
I
pick
up
speed
by
accident
just
like
a
wreck
Who
made
the
beat?
Okay,
that's
me
and
David
X
What's
on
my
feet?
A
fuckin′
check
While
I′m
running
and
[???]
Juggling
fumbles
While
I'm
thumbing
them
hundreds
Money
still
coming
in
bundles
I′m
not
one
of
them,
none
of
them
Wanna
get
what
I
get,
hustle
I'm
too
dominant,
ominous
I′m
in
this
shit
forever
Now
these
niggas
know
we
go
stupid
Niggas
gon'
reach
like
rulers
But
them
bitches
won′t
reach
the
future
'Cause
I'm
picking
up
speed
like
Uber,
dog
Even
though
we
with
shooters
Nigga,
run
up
on
me,
I′m
shooting
Super
booted
up
like
new
shoes
I′m
choosing
only
if
they
got
swooshes,
dog
Yeah
yeah,
yeah
Running
through
the
stage
with
all
my
dogs,
yeah
Running
through
the
stage
witcha
Running
on
stage
with
all
my
dogs,
yeah
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