Errands Songtext
von Spit Syndicate
Errands Songtext
Hey, wolf
Once I get an idea set on can′t tell me nothin'
Shit, I might veer head on, as a youngin
I was clear that we get on, I wasn′t bluffin'
Each year from then on, man, I been bussin'
Like a four-four-five, might just take your pass (ayy)
Been a long, long ride, we ain′t break that glass ([?])
We way to deep in it to stop Sandra Bullock
And the roof is on fire every time the van pull up, I mean
I′m the one you need to watch (need to watch)
I'm the one to make it either or, needle move or the speakers pop
Twenty-four ′round the clock ('round the clock)
Twenty-four seconds left on it, try and block, I ain′t miss a shot
Loud as the sound of the car tyres before they jump
They threw me in the back of the Camry, both of em' fourty-somethin′
Drove me 'round the city for twenty, I don't know where we going
All I know is I′m ′bout to flip it in any given moment
We aren't really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh′)
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
We aren't really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh')
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
It′s simple mathematics, uh
Money minus the morals on either side of the planet
You lost it before you had it, damn money
Only we can decide if we subtract or add it
I′m faded, short talk sure to put you away kid
Your rap game Dennis Denutos
Diplomatic immunity, President of the Nuvo
This just in, we keep it Trudeau
Okay, ain't no way around it, going through it again
The small talk, "Long time, brother, how have you been?"
(Oh, you know) More of the same (okay) doing my thing
(Ah-huh) Putting it down (you know) usual things
See I′m the type to finish what I sta—a—a—art
So minding your business it would be sma—a—a—art
See stories 'bout yourself are always better when someone else tell it
In my area everybody be yelling, I tell em′
We aren't really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh')
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
We aren′t really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh′)
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
Once I get an idea set on can′t tell me nothin'
Shit, I might veer head on, as a youngin
I was clear that we get on, I wasn′t bluffin'
Each year from then on, man, I been bussin'
Like a four-four-five, might just take your pass (ayy)
Been a long, long ride, we ain′t break that glass ([?])
We way to deep in it to stop Sandra Bullock
And the roof is on fire every time the van pull up, I mean
I′m the one you need to watch (need to watch)
I'm the one to make it either or, needle move or the speakers pop
Twenty-four ′round the clock ('round the clock)
Twenty-four seconds left on it, try and block, I ain′t miss a shot
Loud as the sound of the car tyres before they jump
They threw me in the back of the Camry, both of em' fourty-somethin′
Drove me 'round the city for twenty, I don't know where we going
All I know is I′m ′bout to flip it in any given moment
We aren't really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh′)
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
We aren't really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh')
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
It′s simple mathematics, uh
Money minus the morals on either side of the planet
You lost it before you had it, damn money
Only we can decide if we subtract or add it
I′m faded, short talk sure to put you away kid
Your rap game Dennis Denutos
Diplomatic immunity, President of the Nuvo
This just in, we keep it Trudeau
Okay, ain't no way around it, going through it again
The small talk, "Long time, brother, how have you been?"
(Oh, you know) More of the same (okay) doing my thing
(Ah-huh) Putting it down (you know) usual things
See I′m the type to finish what I sta—a—a—art
So minding your business it would be sma—a—a—art
See stories 'bout yourself are always better when someone else tell it
In my area everybody be yelling, I tell em′
We aren't really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh')
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
We aren′t really up to much
Running ′round putting in, tryna put it down (what you up to?)
(Nuttin') Running errands (yeah), running errands (uh′)
Running errands (run, run, run, run, run)
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