Budd Dwyer - Runnin' Thru the 7th with My Woadies lyrics

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Budd Dwyer - Runnin' Thru the 7th with My Woadies lyrics

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry] View from a balcony Pool lit up blue Lawn chairs next to the ice chest Stuffed 2 grams in the blunt that we just blew Now I'm getting blown by a b**h Who? I don't know her name Gold chain hanging got a few in the room, but I don't wear them out Only wear them in the house because I shine so bright I don't want to blind you Who knew Yung Snow wouldn't melt in the summer It's true Cold as a polar bear chilling with Stunna and Slick I'm surrounded by tulips Got me bout two clips Got me bout two scripts filled up with Oxy Smoke hovers all around my f**ing body I murdered this b**h named Oddy, yeah I shot him Slick got the shovels and we digging all night Pouya in the Caddy Told him shine the light bright cause I'm digging in darkness What was a good day has turned into the usual Back in all black like a funeral [Verse 2: Slick Sloth] Running from the cops through the motherf**ing 7th Six bodies dropped and nobody went to heaven Block stay hot when I'm creeping with the weapon Gotta keep the pills in me all because of my depression City of the crest I'm riding with the Smith & Wesson Got a motherf**er guessing when I hit em with the blessing 2 shots to the dome, 6 shots in the chrome more shots for your home nah that's a crime zone S U I C I D E Scarecrow creeping with Uzi Lucifer please come save me The crucifix is at my feet Walking through the depths of hell Watching as the oceans swell Grey 59 that's Los Cartel Nothing but d**h in every cell [Verse 3: Pouya] Yuh She too deep in the flask Drinking and thinking gonna lead to a bad decision De-ja-vu I've been through it with you Multiple times on many occasions Contemplating vacating without you, I doubt you the one I could be wrong, I could be sprung I could be dumb I could be dumbfounded well rounded Plus the head game therapeutic She knew that she blew it like Nintendo You heard me, some of yall bu*ter Kirby [?] My dick game army strong My only hope is my song go on for long This life ain't promised whether you accomplished What you think about inside of your apartment You working for nothing you worthless b**h Yuh

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