You know, you actin' like you don't know I tear the club up fo' sho This flow is gon' bring more dough You do know but actin' like you don't know Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know We run it, you do know but you actin' like you don't

Big money on me, nigga, I'ma run it up 'Cause I remember I was broke and I ain't have enough Now I'm fly, she like to back it up No surprise, now she fuck with us No surprise, now she fuck with us (ay, ay, ay) I walk in the bank, look like a walking lick

'Cause you've been running circles 'round My mind, turning me inside out And I fell for you but hit the ground 'Cause the only love I've known has let me Down and I need lifting up Now you ain't here I'm sleeping rough And I'm praying I can pray enough

Yeah, I'm always Pickin' up what I can't put down And it's all or nothin' So keep it comin' Let that feelin' run through my veins Ain't no stoppin', keep on rockin', yeah It seems I'm always Pickin' up what I can't put, can't put, can't put down I knew

Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again on a boat Takes in more than it floats on above And

Seek and destroy One thousand deaths Running, on our way hiding You will pay dying Running, on our way We are scanning the scene in the city tonight We are looking for you to start up a fight

Turn up your night I will find you Make them dance Just like you 'Cause you make me move Yeah you always make go I'll run away with your foot steps I'll build a city that dreams for two And if you lose yourself

So put them hands up higher Let's smash this party up This is the blast off It's time to blow this up So best you run for cover We about to hit self destruct Go all my people with me And none of us give a fuck

It's times like this, but time's run out But for now I don't see what's so wrong with pretending It's true I thought you knew. This place reminds me of, A time that's way too old. These thoughts have gathered up the memories unfold. Believe her, it's all

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Tay Keith, this too hard Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy (Run that back, Turbo) I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides We get M's in by the shoe size I don’t fuck with y'all