Run This - Trae Tha Truth

We gonna run this town

We are, yeah I said it, we are

This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance

Get ya’ll black tees on, all black everything

Black cards, black cars, all black everything

And our girls are blackbirds, ridin' with they Dillingers

I’d get more in depth, if you boys really real enough

This is la familia, I’ll explain later

But for now let me get back to this paper, I’m a couple bands down

And I’m tryin' to get back

I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks

Yeah I’m talkin' five comma’s, six zeros, dot zeroes here it go

Back to runnin' circles 'round niggas, now we squared up, hold up

Life’s a game but it’s not fair

I break the rules so I don’t care

So I keep doin' my own thing

Walkin' tall against the rain (What's up)

Victory’s within the mile

Almost there, don’t give up now (What's up)

Only thing that’s on my mind

Is who’s gon' run this town tonight (What's up)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy, (What's up)

Is whos gon' run this town tonight?

We are, yeah I said it we are

You can call me Caesar, in a dark Czar

Please follow the leader, So Eric B. we are

Microphone fiend, it’s the return of the God, peace God

(Ah! Ah!) And ain’t nobody fresher, I’m in Mason

Martin Margiela

On the tape we’re screamin' fuck the other side, they jealous

We got a banquet for the broads, they got a table for of fellas

And they ain’t spending no cake

They should throw they hand in

'Cause they ain’t got no spades

My whole team got dough

So my banquette is looking like millionaires' row

Life’s a game but it’s not fair

I break the rules so I don’t care (What's up)

So I keep doin' my own thing

Walkin' tall against the rain

Victory’s within the mile (What's up)

Almost there, don’t give up now

Only thing that’s on my mind

Is who gon' run this town tonight (What's up)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (What's up)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy

Is who’s gon' run this town tonight?

It’s crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow

To everybody on your dick, no homo

I bought my whole family whips, no Volvo’s

Next time I’m in church, please no photos

Police escorts, everybody passports

This the life that everybody ask for

This a fast life, we are on a crash course

What you think I rap for, to push a fucking Rav-4?

But I know that if I stay stun-ting

All these girls only gonna want one thing

I could spend my whole life good will hunting

Only good gon' come is as good when I’m coming

She got a ass that’ll swallow up a g-string

And up top, uh, two bee stings

And I’m beasting, off the Riesling

And my nigga just made it out the precinct

We give a damn about the drama that you do bring

I’m just trying to change the color on your mood ring

Reebok, baby, you need to drop some new things

Have you ever had shoes without shoe strings?

What’s that 'Ye?

Baby, these heels

Is that a may?

What?

Baby, these wheels

You trippin' when you ain’t sippin', have a refill

You feelin' like you runnin', huh?

Now you know how we feel, (What's up)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey hey, (What's up)

Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey

Hey hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey

We gonna run this town tonight!

What’s up!