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running back - remtrex lyrics

[chorus: remtrex]
to this street life, blud i keep running back
my heart can’t take no more but i’m coming back
and how did we get caught all stuck in traps?
see my g’s locked up, feds are loving that
to this street life, blud i keep running back
my heart can’t take no more but i’m coming back
and how did we get caught all stuck in traps?
to see my g’s locked up, feds are loving that

[verse 1: remtrex]
the feds want bin time, run from pig guys
from a kid, i got trapped in crime
got shot in spine but i’ll be fine
want me dead then get in big line
jail life rid mine, been bout six times
want that win life, champagne grin life
look man in eyes, can tell if he lies
mum thought i’d bе nice, sad when realisеd
that i’m th*thugging, metal with s*slug in
enemies g*gun ’em, straight up b*bun ’em
don’t get to r*running when you see us c*coming
about one*on*one, we’re a gang, we just j*jump in
real sh*t we’re p*pumping, tryna make s*something
came from n*nothing, family was s*struggling
nining and p*puffing weed with my c*cousin
street life, i h*hug it, sadly i l*love it
[chorus: remtrex & rara manny]
to this street life, blud i keep running back
my heart can’t take no more but i’m coming back
and how did we get caught all stuck in traps?
see my g’s locked up, feds are loving that
to the street life, i keep running back
my heart can’t take no more but i’m coming back
and how did we get caught up and stuck in the trap?
to see my g’s locked up, feds are loving that

[verse 2: rara manny]
i remember times i didn’t have a thing to lose
i was covered in gsr from my bally to my shoes
spinner with the rubber handle got used and abused
if some undercover haters don’t like me, fair dos
the dirt that i’ve done, they ain’t fitting in my shoes
i do what i want when i like when i choose
broad daylight, i was tryna put guys to snooze
i remember when the pumpy left my chest with a bruise
street life, i’m about that, we rep the blue and black rag
shh you’re a helmet and your right hand’s a ball bag
you mention the twins but you’re wet like a teabag
p*ssy, we can turn your strip into baghdad
see me jump out the whip, make sure you don’t lag
you’re not from cheetham hill, why you tryna beg it lad?
he’s really from whitefield, trust me you’re not bad
the duct tape’s out, your head’s going in a bin bag
[chorus: remtrex & gr1zzy]
to this street life, blud i keep running back
my heart can’t take no more but i’m coming back
and how did we get caught all stuck in traps?
see my g’s locked up, feds are loving that
to the street life, i keep running back
my heart can’t take no more but i’m coming back
how did we get caught up and stuck in traps?
to see my g’s locked up, feds are loving that

[verse 3: gr1zzy]
the feds wanna see me in a prison cell
even on the wing, gr1zzy had prison sales
all my old friends don’t wish me well
but they know seh got more copper than a wishing well
wok house, been there, feel like i live there
n*ggas think they’re ballers but they’re shooting into thin air
life’s never been fair, got rah ric flair
n*ggas think they’re bad but they suffer bout their skincare
london, gun town ah gunchester
i got k!llers up in cov, i got some from leicester
we all arguing about where’s the gun centre
n*ggas bigging up their chest until the slug enter
you’re a contester, catch him at the job centre
cooking up the beef, it’s gone tender
thinking bout the days i was a young offender
but i had ’em on the roads like i’m brock lesnar
[chorus: remtrex]
to this street life, blud i keep running back
my heart can’t take no more but i’m coming back
and how did we get caught all stuck in traps?
see my g’s locked up, feds are loving that

- remtrex lyrics

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