Runway Richy ft. Scotty ATL & Playboy Tre - Let's Keep It Music lyrics

It's Runaway Richy

Play my cards right and I'll be straight for life
But play me like a hoe and I'ma take your life
Rumour telling chain game, I'ma change things
Up on my things, they say I'm gonna change the game
[2x]

Whatcha know? I beg on the dawns, sleep in the cars
Shit get real, have you on totally snores
You think that killer thinking 'bout why he sleep in the dawns
Storm from the storm, crack baby is locked on the whore
Ten times hoe, so we tend to get it how we lean
That mean Bob Dylan kill for the dollar bills

Got my eyes on the prize and I amplify
No ready no niggers snitching
Ain't no freedom mind
Six times hoes, but I never switch up, never
Still a young nigger, rounding up pulling stick ups
See the life I told, took me down a different road
Black masking the faults, I make the hardest niggers fall
So blow that tough guy, I can do it, no fooling me
Let's keep it music
But we going on shooting spree
Know that tough guy, I can’t do it, no fooling me
Let's keep it music
But we going on shooting spree

Much pipes, but it also make dime
Went to the struggle, came out shine
Cool with the hustle till the top it shine
But my trouble waste me and got me decking style
But thank God I made it this for
Always had a vision I'd be going this hard
Fuck around and get you and your whole crew
I try to tell 'em niggers
Let’s keep it music

Thank God I can't fall
I got a flicks
I play hard
Unzip me, take it or leave it
Don't tell my momma, but boy I stay with it
Clowns in my bedroom, I’m here to stay like God
We forgot about lights in that headroom
Hold the fun let the lid roll
Equivalent to old strap next air topple
Kiss me on the runway
Drake and the dew flying out to do the show
You can ask that brown runway
These niggers dare it one way
It's soulful for your

Much pipes, but it also make dime
Went to the struggle, came out shine
Cool with the hustle till the top it shine
But my trouble waste me and got me decking style
But thank God I made it this for
Always had a vision I'd be going this hard
Fuck around and get you and your whole crew
I try to tell’em niggers
Let's keep it music

What the fuck we discussed it
We the shit and you a bitch nigger
End of discussion
I got gorillas in the trunk nigger
Here repercussion
I fuck the bitch here so hard
I left her with a concussion
So much corruption in the street
You hear a Gunzi rocking
The killing nigger is nothing
In the yes of them young
Niggers staging and bucking
We all seduced by the money
Call the paper seduction
I just wanna make it home
And tell my son I love him
Till his crib full of stacks
And kicking game while I hug him
Life is real little man
You can't be playing the devils
If anybody try to hurt you
Imma spray up his cousin
And I ain't trying to make it hard
I’m trying to give some advice
How many young niggers die
Trying to make it to prize
Hear the struggle in my voice
And see the pain in my eyes
Playboy, Runway keep the music or die

Much pipes, but it also make dime
Went to the struggle, came out shine
Cool with the hustle till the top it shine
But my trouble waste me and got me decking style
But thank God I made it this for
Always had a vision I'd be going this hard
Fuck around and get you and your whole crew
I try to tell 'em niggers
Let’s keep it music