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[Intro: kuru]

I'm sick of running from myself (Yeah, yeah)

Just got back from Cali, I'm too—

Fucked up

[Verse 1: kuru]

Just got back from Cali, I'm too sick, I'm feeling bad

Ask me 'bout which whip we in, which one I'm finna crash

Spend a rack on Yohji, flipped it all in like a flash

Yeah, it's Lucy, Wells, and Ku runnin' shit, we make 'em hot

Please tell me to stop, huh, I can't ever stop

I keep going, you can't turn me off, I feel just like a bot

I keep goin' 'round the clock, I can't fuck with none the cops

Honestly, I'm gonna spend a bag, I don't care 'bout the cost

Yeah, spend all this shit and you don't even fly, it's no wonder I don't wanna talk, yeah

Brodie be sittin' at our table, I ain't gonna do all that shit, that's your posse, ayy

I'm gonna paint that picture like I'm fuckin' Bob Ross

[Verse 2: quinn, kuru]

(Watch how I, watch how I, watch how I work)

Niggas know my steez, they know my—, huh

Niggas know my steez, they know my style, they know my swag

I don't keep receipts, I cop that shit and then that's that

I don't have a plan, I got the cans, I'm moving fast

Cobra taking hella fucking drugs, ayy

I could turn your OGs to a bitch, let's run them ones, ayy

I see some of me in y'all, I swear y'all is my sons, ayy

With the way they movin', should've raised them from the jump, ayy

If you need it, you can come and cop from me

I got Addy, I got tabs, I got Molly and some weed

Keep the Xans for the white hoes 'cause I'm tryna tax, ayy

Any way that I can make a couple racks

What I'm doing ain't yo' business, better mind it, that's a fact, ayy

What you looking at? I'm tryna catch a tag

Bitch, we do this shit 'cause it's just what we do, don't need a bag

But I gotta say, if you ain't making money then you sad (Fah, fah)

[Verse 3: kuru]

I don't even like to—, (What?) go (Ayy), go (Go)

I don't even like to rap, this shit a side quest

Either way, my cup lean, I'ma die if I sip Hi-Tech

Crowd jumping, think they waiting for my project (Go, yeah)

Yeah, I'm with my eighth, think that's a movement

I don't like to talk much, I go out and do shit

Brodie with the evil pack got 'em movin'

We sell out a show real quick, got 'em groovin' (Go, go)

I touch down with Fk, I'm with Pra

I just hit up Upper West, I'm with Xavier, I'm with Sa

Like, fuck, put this Yohji on my body 'til I die

Like, woah, I can't rock with none the chatter, I think he fried

I'm on go, think I got the whole world in my fingers

I'm not gonna stop shit 'til I get my figures

Jumpin' off the walls like I'm Yuma from World Trigger

He ain't countin' money, he on net, okay, I figured