Run

[Chorus]
Youngin's, running, stunting, with me
Come and find me round my city
Every time I go out, winning
Youngin's, running, running, running

[Verse]
Pull up with the set like wow wow
Shorty gon' ask for a photo
Sevens on the road doing promo
Recognize gang by the logo

Tryna trade my bike for a four door
Praying for a profit on the Toto
Fuck with the fam that's a no go

This the clique where it's at
Real shit bring it back
Get a tit for a tat
Let that shit hit the net (served)

Hit the city with the set
Six six to get back
Youngers sitting in the back
Tryna scribble up a track
I call dibs on a plaque
Come to grips with the fact

(Come to grips with that shit bruv, man)
(Yuh, O-Sevens, gang)

[Chorus]
Youngin's, running, stunting, with me
Come and find me round my city
Every time I go out, winning
Youngin's, running, running, running
Youngin's, running, stunting, with me
Come and find me round my city
Every time I go out, winning
Youngin's, running, running, running