Running Miles

Don't play with my money, don't play with my mind

Don't play with my fuckin' emotions

I'm waitin' on trial, and it's been a while

And I ain't got time for a motion

While you walkin' out, so I'm running miles

And I ain't got time to be coastin'

So look at my file, I'm countin' piles

Of money from dreams and devotion

You must not know who you fuckin' with, it's me, myself, and I

I been movin' all up by myself and gettin' to the top

You can't stop what's already on its way, so step out to the side

I been grindin' since a little kid, so I would never lie

I'm a motherfuckin' monster now that you just can't control

I'll just say the fuck I wanna and just do the fuck you don't

You don't understand the message, get them back the fuck up off

I'm a motherfuckin' gangsta, and this business all I want

Goin', "Bye" to the people that just wanna see me fall

So go fuck yourself, and all that shit 'cause I can't do no wrong

I'm a demon, I'm a angel, I'm a god, so what the fuck?

You don't know what I been goin' through

So miss me when you front, like

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Don't play with my money, don't play with my mind

Don't play with my fuckin' emotions

I'm waitin' on trial, and it's been a while

And I ain't got time for a motion

While you walkin' out, so I'm running miles

And I ain't got time to be coastin'

So look at my file, I'm countin' piles

Of money from dreams and devotion

Always sleepin' on the ground, I thought our lives would never change

But we try, we try, we tried again through motherfuckin' pain

Sign my life away for nothin', thought that I had just fell off

Stuck inside a prison for my mama, I would not give up, but

I'm still in my zone, still with no phone, I ain't got nothin' to prove to

You and your friends, you can pretend that I don't exist or amuse you

Say what you want, I'm hittin' blunts

With people you think that don't matter

No one is fucked, front if you want, you just don't know what I'm after

After doin' sold out shows all up and down the fuckin' globe

We took nothin', made it somethin', then got robbed of all our hope

I been duckin', I been divin', now I know I'm still afloat

So just count me out again, you bitch, just motherfuckin' know

Don't play with my money, don't play with my mind

Don't play with my fuckin' emotions

I'm waitin' on trial, and it's been a while

And I ain't got time for a motion

While you walkin' out, so I'm running miles

And I ain't got time to be coastin'

So look at my file, I'm countin' piles

Of money from dreams and devotion