Runner Lyrics – Chief Keef

Runner Lyrics by Chief Keef is brand new song sung by Chief Keef and music of this latest song is given by Chief Keef. Runner song lyrics are also penned down by Chief Keef, Gene Page, Billy Page.


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Song: Runner
Singer: Chief Keef
Music: Chief Keef
Lyrics: Chief Keef, Gene Page, Billy Page
Album: Almighty So 2 (2024)

Runner Lyrics

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 b!tch 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, n!gga, I just cut my thumb
Cold start the Track’, b!tch sound like a gun
You ever seen a Hellcat from 1961?
Short b!tches be fun (Huh?), bad b!tches be dumb (Huh?)
I buy what I want, n!gga, you know I got the funds
Don’t make me spank that a$$, lil’ n!gga, ’cause you my son
I ain’t gotta go to the family reunion, I’m still gettin’ the bonds
I can make a bad b!tch 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 b!tch a street runner, watch your damn back (Huh?)
You might catch a street runner on the Amtrak
N!ggas tryna be street runner, ain’t no turnin’ back
I was in Chiraq ridin’ with that Bernie Mac
N!ggas 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, b!tch, 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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