Lyrics Young Scooter – Roadrunner 2
Text:
Verse 1:
5 O’clock, early birds fly down south
These niggas hate so much they want to stop my route
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I’m a certified street nigga, I had to stay down
Told that nigga take it back, we play them games now
Why you rap about the streets, you got a pussy nigga sound
I’m a black migo boss, nigga I got pounds
And they so cheap, I pull up in your town
Whatever city I’m in I love to flex like a bitch
I got out of jail and went right back to the bricks
All my jewelry together costs like 15 bricks
Young Scooter, I put dope in every street is on 6
Interlude:
You know niggas be saying that nigga talk bout a lot of dope
I wonder is he really doing that shit?
Yeah the streets gon vouch for me nigga
Young Scooter
I really do this shit, I rap on these beats nigga
I told you that, count up!
Verse 2:
Every day at 5 O’clock the bales pull up fresh
We never close down, you never know what’s next
You tryna run the spot you got to have some respect
A nigga play up under you and take your check
I never been robbed, I got too much finesse
But anything can happen so I make moves like chess
The streets ain’t shit so I just play it how it goes
Throwing bales out the project window
Don’t worry bout the instagrams, they come with the plays
I got to charge a 30 cause it’s one state away
Free bands for the ?
when we get back to the A
Outro:
Young Scooter nigga
All I’m gon talk about is money
Real true story shit, real street shit
Count up!
Album
Young Scooter – Street Lottery 2
