Текст песни runner's high (feat. Don Grey) - Rell Be Free

No way, Josè
Gotta cross the border
Got bills on my mind
That's brick and mortar
Yo shit don't mix
Like oil and water
Soon as I get rich
Ima spoil my daughter
Don't trip, right now
Ima chase the sun
Young nigga right here
Like the greatest one
Yeah I'm out here ballin
Like a Laker, son
Got the pressure on my back
And it weighs a ton
But I ain't gon run

Ain't gon run
Ain't gon run
Look
Remember when Plymouth Rock landed on niggas
SKRTin off like a damn bandit on niggas
Standing on niggas
Don't get candid on niggas
Wait til i blamma my blicka, go figga
5-0 killin us
And then they saying "Roger that"
Even tough dogs
Don't fuck wit alley cats
Tacoma tatted on me
Tryna bring the valley back
Unh
Now look the valley's back
Valley's back...

Fuck the woods
Gimme zags and a swisher sweet
Soufend, need a crane jus 2 get 2 me
Cinderella 99 and that shit lifting me
Everybody wanna ball, issa different league
Gimme the ounce
Gimme a bounce
Gimme the lean yeah
Money accounts
Any amount
Who's on ya team, yeah
Fuck the woods
Gimme zags and a swisher sweet
Soufend, need a crane jus 2 get 2 me
Cinderella 99 and that shit lifting me
Everybody wanna ball

Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Hell yeah, Hell yeah

I was raised in the Souf
Wit a saving account
In a gravy amount
That I hardly can count
I need no permission
I move in a direction
Almighty with the shottie
That's a Holy connection
I hold intersections of
Love and Pain
Young nigga from Seattle so I
Love the Rain
I got no umbrella
I fuck wit the weather, so
If you want a problem, sun
I'm up 4 whateva