Running The Roads

[Verse 1: Blittz]

Yo!

Me and RV go back (kway!)

I’m talking StarGang great gang!

When Headie One was Headz 2017 and the old school ways back (muad!)

I’ve been trying make kitz for the scene man, and the fans are like ‘Blittz your achieving’

They must think I live in the booth now but I’m still out ere risking my freedom (nah)

I’m bored of crud but I still do it (I ain’t done)

But more of being the ps in

These good yutes act like drillers so much that I think they believe it

You was hitting up our strip in the morning so we hit up our strip in the evening

Went back again and again to make sure that foolish shit ain’t repeated (gang!)

Check my past living in my zone highly reliable you can call my phone you can ask my bro less than a minute I be running with shanks and waps down the high road (true!)

Got older but I thought ‘fuck that’

Times running I need cash and wealth (dough!)

I’ve already got personal war I can’t back man that won’t back themselves

Too many times man hit sales Jakes try do remand but their plan did fail I heard the pigs went under their breath that’s how much they want man in jail

Me and Batter I switch bats Like girls if it’s work it must be a hand out Ls

Your favourite rapper talk guns on tracks and they even slapped one shell

[Chorus: RV, Headie One & Blittz]

Just got me a new burner (burner)

Beefing they come and they go (go)

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

Bad b give briz in the nizz and the pagans be cuffin these hoes

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

You niggas struggling broke and stunting with clothes not doubling dough

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

Saw man spun it on volts I done it with bro I done it alone

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

[Verse 2: RV]

I dare man put their hands on Headz (try it)

Or try lay a finger on Tuggzy (what?!)

I put this shit on my mumzy (mumzy)

Or hit him up heads, shoulders, knees and toes I ain’t talking no funky (boom!)

Sawn off cost me a monkey (monkey)

Shells come chunky (chunky)

On any opp block come comfy (OPP block)

Ring, ring, trap on a daily

My niggas don’t get paid monthly (ring!)

Out ere serving these chunkies would’ve been rich if it weren’t for them undies (fuck the feds)

I gave man 34 zeds with buds but the rest was dusty (Ha-ha!)

I guess that’s box was short no undies (shh)

Four and a half with the PM and I ain’t talking bout no time of day (nope!)

If my niggas go jail then it’s for drugs or violent case (free the mandem!)

I just see feds in the rare view TSG on the license plate tell the driver see that turn on the left better take that right away (skrrt!)

Last time I pulled up on opps

All of them kept it moving (dashing!)

All of these cheffings, bootings done it with execution

Beef can’t ever get squashed all I know is retribution

My whole team’s buying these Germans feeling like leather koozie

[Chorus: RV, Headie One & Blittz]

Just got me a new burner (burner)

Beefing they come and they go (go)

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

Bad b give briz in the nizz and the pagans be cuffin these hoes

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

You niggas struggling broke and stunting with clothes not doubling dough

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

Saw man spun it on volts I done it with bro I done it alone

(My niggas running the roads) (My niggas running the roads)

[Verse 3: Headie One]

Ring, ring, trap that’s to the reload coming containers (One)

My young boy done fourteen days in the T now it’s hashtag papers (Su, Su)

On the opp block I’m famous (One)

I still gotta twin these shavers

Two Skengs in the ride my head back good

Everything kriss like Quavers (Tommy Turn)

Me and Rev over there that’s dangerous (Su, Su, Su)

That four-long rusty and the Rambo stainless (One)

‘X5’ looking forward this ride with the MP5 and tasers (One!)

Still suttin getting smoked like flavours they said the one leads contagious (One!) (Suh!)

D1 that’s my people (Tommy Turn, ayy!)

Get yourself got if your tryna play hero (One!)

OFB did the baitest bootings hashtag free goal (Suh, Suh, Suh, Suh!)

Me and Rev and Tuggzy were the north London Migos (One!)

Ace make and recall (One!)

Free smoke for the summer what you think I put work in the T for (Turn, turn)

I don’t know about rebours this gun blow like C4 (Tommy Turn)

Feds still tryna do man dirty what me in jail reading my legals (Tommy Turn ayy!)

Stay lying tryna keep shit peaceful