Released on February 1, 2024

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[Intro]

Runnin' through the nine with my eyes low, faded

Runnin' through the nine with my eyes low, faded

Ooh-oh, yeah


[Chorus]

Runnin' through the nine with my eyes low, faded

Everyday my mind feelin' dislocated

Cryin' out for help, shit, I almost made it

Runnin' from myself, but the drugs I'm chasin'

I can't seem to find another way to have patience

I was down and out, nobody came to come save me

Take another pill, I'm on the 101 racin'

Look me in my face, now they in my way, but I can't even explain it


[Verse]

Look at me, uh-uh, look at me

Uh, ain't no rook in me

Probably why thеy bookin' me

Step outside thе sun and hit the ice, I'm below thirty-three

Popped the trunk, I'm runnin' through the city with this dirty drink

I'ma stone cold, smokin' dope, flyin' in the Tesla

Money comin' extra, they gon' have to catch up

Talkin' down on the gang, he got put inside a stretch-ah

Now they all amazed how I do it with no effort

Woah

And I stay ten toes, in a race, let's go

Pourin' juice while I'm grippin' with grain, I'm slow

Take my heart, but you cannot ever take my soul

Stack it up 'til my pockets overweight, I'm swole


[Bridge]

Money comin' in, feel like a bank

I need my artillery, might pull up in a tank

That bitch thick as fuck, but I don't even know her name

I just booted up, it got me higher than a plane


[Chorus]

Runnin' through the nine with my eyes low, faded

Everyday my mind feelin' dislocated

Cryin' out for help, shit, I almost made it

Runnin' from myself, but the drugs I'm chasin'

I can't seem to find another way to have patience

I was down and out, nobody came to come save me

Take another pill, I'm on the 101 racin'

Look me in my face, now they in my way, but I can't even explain it


[Outro]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Now they in my way, but I can't even explain it

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Now they in my way, but I can't even explain it

1-800 Shit

1-800 Shit, woah

1-800 Shit, uh

1-800 Shit, woah

1-800 Shit

1-800 Shit, woah

1-800 Shit, uh

1-800 Shit, woah

Money comin' in, feel like a bank

I need my artillery, might pull up in a tank

That bitch thick as fuck, but I don't even know her name

I just booted up, it got me higher than a plane