From a life of set backs to a jet pack, I spent my life in them flats tryna extract, I spent nights in the trap tryna get stacks, And like the boy dapps no regrets fam, My reflection in the mirror is my perception of a winner, my redemption to begin a resurrection of the sinner I'm walking through the corridor, troubled thoughts, I'm married to my problems and she won't divorce, I'm talking to my conscience like I want it more and I can't ignore the fact that I'm in running form, But I can't afford to slack or be comfortable To be the best on every track is what I run it for, If I believe that I can then I must for sure And make something out of nothing being bloody poor I'm unstoppable, and on top of all I done made it through the rain and the thunderstorms I've been training for this day since I learned to walk And I should pick myself up ...
Got me running, running for the crown And I roc here roc for life So running, running for the crown And I roc here roc for life
Concrete, throws me only consciously But most of "˜em just talking we'll be bouncing on your "¦ This is all C, MMC lota Cs Black billionaires, neither one my nigga got the greeds Mister caught up or Mister Robinson know my position Probably cause this for "¦ I can pick up the parties And I went to college my partners was fiscal problems Dropped out and now I'm getting dollars like at God damn Harvard And it tells you I will make it, now forever powerful But you niggas couldn't play the foe, or the five Yeah, roc boys still running side
Got me running, running for the crown And I roc here roc for life So running, running for the crown And I roc here roc for life