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Runner Video (MV)




Performed By: Chief Keef
From Album: Almighty So 2
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Eugene Page, Keith Cozart, William Page
Year: 2024




Chief Keef - Runner Lyrics
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Growing up, you ran the streets
Learned young the cold street code
It was hard times, nickels and dimes
Then you hit that motherload
Now you got the biggest piece of the action
But you still can't find peace of mind
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
That bitch a, watch your damn back
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'

Gelato got me numb (dope), I can't feel my tongue (nope)
Countin' all this paper, nigga, I just cut my thumb
Cold start the Track', bitch sound like a gun
You ever seen a Hellcat from 1961?
Short bitches be fun (huh?), bad bitches be dumb (huh?)
I buy what I want, nigga, you know I got the funds
Don't make me spank that ass, lil' nigga, 'cause you my son
I ain't gotta go to the family reunion, I'm still gettin' the bonds
I can make a bad bitch out of a nun (woo)
I can get a bag in my sleep, I'm talkin' money
I can smoke a bag in my sleep, I'm talkin' onions (dope)
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (street runner)

I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (street runner)
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (street runner)
We were street runnin' (street runner)
Sosa Baby, Sit Gang (we were street)

Chief So' was a street runner, he could've ran track
That bitch a street runner, watch your damn back (huh?)
You might catch a street runner on the Amtrak
Niggas tryna be street runner, ain't no turnin' back
I was in Chiraq ridin' with that Bernie Mac
Niggas tryna blitz, we send 'em runnin' back
Don't be tryna front, can get a burnin' back
I can spend my earnings and then earn 'em back
Low-key seen the foreign pass, the f*ck was that?
Say they love my cars, say they love them back
Pack of police pulled me over smokin' pack
God forbid they choke me, bitch, I'm chokin' back (street runner)

I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
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Growing up, you ran the streets
Learned young the cold street code
It was hard times, nickels and dimes
Then you hit that motherload
Now you got the biggest piece of the action
But you still can't find peace of mind
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
That bitch a, watch your damn back
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'

Gelato got me numb (dope), I can't feel my tongue (nope)
Countin' all this paper, nigga, I just cut my thumb
Cold start the Track', bitch sound like a gun
You ever seen a Hellcat from 1961?
Short bitches be fun (huh?), bad bitches be dumb (huh?)
I buy what I want, nigga, you know I got the funds
Don't make me spank that ass, lil' nigga, 'cause you my son
I ain't gotta go to the family reunion, I'm still gettin' the bonds
I can make a bad bitch out of a nun (woo)
I can get a bag in my sleep, I'm talkin' money
I can smoke a bag in my sleep, I'm talkin' onions (dope)
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (street runner)

I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (street runner)
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (street runner)
We were street runnin' (street runner)
Sosa Baby, Sit Gang (we were street)

Chief So' was a street runner, he could've ran track
That bitch a street runner, watch your damn back (huh?)
You might catch a street runner on the Amtrak
Niggas tryna be street runner, ain't no turnin' back
I was in Chiraq ridin' with that Bernie Mac
Niggas tryna blitz, we send 'em runnin' back
Don't be tryna front, can get a burnin' back
I can spend my earnings and then earn 'em back
Low-key seen the foreign pass, the f*ck was that?
Say they love my cars, say they love them back
Pack of police pulled me over smokin' pack
God forbid they choke me, bitch, I'm chokin' back (street runner)

I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
I was with the street runners, we were street runnin'
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Writer: Eugene Page, Keith Cozart, William Page
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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