"TREADMILL" lyrics

Nigga

I'm in the trap runnin' on the treadmill
Sippin' this codeine, bitch, I'm off the meds still
Shorty took eight pills, she on the tenth pill
Nigga, you a snitch, I wonder how your mans feel
Drive-by y'all niggas whip, lookin' standstill
Hop out, I got a Glock in the Benz still
Chop out, bitch, I'm the king of the anthill
'Kay bro, not gon' sip with no damn seal

Fuck fame, I'd rather go sit in a damn cell
It's me and Benji', I talk to my name self
Smoke a pound of the weed, I gotta watch my damn health
Get money and you niggas out here look mad broke
I'm in the trap runnin' bands, need a jump rope
I seen the opps, need the choppy, like nigga, I'm done, folk
I'ma give you time just to run though
You can't treat me like other niggas, bitch, I'm Django
Your bitch a blood sucker with no fangs though
Back to the street shit, it's fuck fame though
Police is watchin', better keep the thing low
I got the keys in the trunk of the Range Rove'
He tried to be me, but we not the same though
I'm runnin' bands, ankle never sprained though
For this it's like a marathon with cocaine though

I'm in the trap runnin' on the treadmill
Sippin' this codeine, bitch, I'm off the meds still
Shorty took eight pills, she on the tenth pill
Nigga, you a snitch, I wonder how your mans feel
Drive-by y'all niggas whip, lookin' standstill
Hop out, I got a Glock in the Benz still
Chop out, bitch, I'm the king of the anthill
'Kay bro, not gon' sip with no damn seal

I'm in the trap runnin' on the treadmill
Not finna stop 'til I make me a damn mill'
I'm off a molly, I really can't stand still
It's gettin' hot in this bitch, how that fan feel?
Does she love me or you? I can't tell