[Verse 1: Rilke]
We been running all night, all day through the city ‘cause we never sleep
Gon’ make it home in a moment, Mom, I gotta keep
The jeep running hot ‘cause the beat’s cold, and I creep
Around every corner: hope’s low, water’s hella deep
And I don’t wanna drown so my flows row vertically
Set the city on fire, then sweat it out like Hennessy
The game is my blood, and I got love for everything
Even y’all bitch motherfuckers who can barely sing
‘Cause even when it rains and situations get hеavy
When competition is stiff; when strеaming becomes a levy
When all that Kenny is steady, that Drizzy very canary
And these Cole mines floodin’, well fuck ‘em momma we ready
We gon’ get you to a higher ground, then we get high
Fuck ‘em all—dog I’m playing, this how we “Get By”
And when she saying, “Oh my”, she really saying, “Yes, why
You gotta stop, don’t ever finish”, and I ain’t never lie
[Hook: Hattaman]
We done see the thing fall
You don’t really know how a gangster gon’ ball (GON BALL)
You don’t really know if a runner stand tall (STAND TALL)
You don’t really know ‘til they’re coming (WHAT)
Know ‘til they’re coming: we gone
Am I ambitious ‘cause I overlook the things they lust?
I cannot give you what you want until we build the trust
You gotta hustle ‘til you’re drinking from a champion cup
Make she fall in love, with the gangster clique
[Refrain: Rilke]
Running all night through the city ‘cause we never sleep
R-r-r-running all night through the city ‘cause we never
R-r-r-running all night through the city ‘cause we never
‘Cause we never sleep, running all, running
‘Cause we never sleep
[Verse 2: Big Stove]
Making that money, I’m on the hustle
Play with my money, get knuckle bundles
A boss when I speak, no need to mumble
Your chick on Dis-knee and my pockets Dumbo
The HNIC, and I’m running shit
Like OJ Da Juice with a half a brick
IVs in my veins, and my lyrics sick
I gave her my kids, and she swallowed it
When I’m with my amigos, no time for no talking
We hop in the Regal, run shit like a diesel
Do it for my people, no need for no weapons
My hand is so lethal
I’m fly like an eagle, you not on my level
We never on equal, a beast with a pen
And this beat is my easel
Mike in the game, bitch I’m not Tito
Earning my stripes with the juice, not a beetle
Bust down on my bezel, yeah you not on my level
Catch me in your lane, put my foot to the pedal
Yeah I’m hot as a kettle, more red than the devil
Bitch I’m a pimp, hoes, I got several
Bam in the sheets when I’m eating her pebbles
[Hook: Hattaman]
We done see the thing fall
You don’t really know how a gangster gon’ ball (GON BALL)
You don’t really know if a runner stand tall (STAND TALL)
You don’t really know ‘til they’re coming (WHAT)
Know ‘til they’re coming: we gone
Am I ambitious ‘cause I overlook the things they lust?
I cannot give you what you want until we build the trust
You gotta hustle ‘til you’re drinking from a champion cup
Make she fall in love, with the gangster clique
[Verse 3: Jace Martin]
Disappearing, and they wonder why
Sipping from the same well, and well, it’s running dry
Needle moving, I assume we doing something right
I’ve been taking vocal lessons for your lullaby (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
No matter where we come, this shit a requiem
Bring in the violin, ‘less they gon’ try again
But I can see that they scared or something
May never Switch, but I put ‘em on game
Bring the arcade to your quarters in spades
Ain’t even got that much space to invade
Brought enough pellets to fill up the maze (Look at the range)
System is full of ghosts, I can see bullshit right through the smoke
Some of ‘em never gon’ fuck with me, that’s what makes winning so beautiful (Win!)
I’m just trying to beat the odds, I know it’s easy to hate from a cubicle
Even easier to hate when the nigga you listen to made this shit doing both—new results!
Top one and we’re not done, that’s the way life go (Okay)
Floor breaks when the bass shakes, that’s the way I know (Okay)
Gold wrist with the short chain, that’s the way I glow (Goddamn)
Really should have seen me coming, please don’t make me stunt for nothing
This is exercise, they want beef with extra sides
Double 1-Up mushrooms, fuck around and get some extra lives
Pull up screaming “Til We Die” the mantra, pray it never happens
Push Konami codes like contra
You niggas out of options
Options, options, you niggas out of options
Options, options, you niggas out of options
Options, options, op-o-o-o-o-options
Options, options, you niggas out of options
[Outro: Rilke & Hattaman]
You don’t really know
Running all night through the city ‘cause we never sleep
You don’t really know
R-r-r-running all night through the city ‘cause we never
You don’t really know
R-r-r-running all night through the city ‘cause we never
You don’t really know if a runner stands tall
‘Cause we never sleep, running all, running
You don’t really know ‘til they’re coming
Know ‘til they’re coming
‘Cause we never sleep
We gone
We gone
We gone
We gone
