"Ran Thru" lyrics
I didn't know you could do it (808 Mafia)
Yeah
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Had to shed a tear, now I'm really here
'Cause I faced my fears, and I changed my gears
Shit on all my haters, turnt up on my peers
Everybody left me when I wasn't there to carry 'em
And it took me years, but I made a name
I turned my pain to my career, stayed in my own lane
I hit the sport and tilt the rear, fans show me love
They know 'bout trauma, too, so feel me
What my family need, I help 'em get through hard times
Back when all them hard times was mine, nobody was near
Who the fuck gon' tell me what to do? I'm all ears
See me when I shop at Saks, I used to shop at Sears
Runnin' through that check, we on that big jet to Lear
I don't really flex, but I could bench press for real
We was already worth the bag without the deal
Tryna put my team all the way on top of the stairs, self-made millionaire
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
My big bro got a lotta courage, so I bought him karats
I'm already on, I gotta stay on, I'm preparin' it
Lil' blood and 'em gon' find someone to lay on, they be scarin' me
Blessed that I can dictate how my day go, I'm aware of it
We all got 24, get up and get it, that's how fair it is
Really, this shit ain't fair, I'm outta sight, I'm way ahead of them
Humble, but I bet nobody play with me, I'm darin' 'em
With twin ridin', two .45's, shoot from both sides, we sharin' em
I got my G-Lock in traffic speedin', how I'm arrogant
Can't understand what police sayin' to me like I ain't American
This money relieve my stress, I must express, Express, American
And everything that I did is right on record, but that's irrelevant
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Yeah
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Had to shed a tear, now I'm really here
'Cause I faced my fears, and I changed my gears
Shit on all my haters, turnt up on my peers
Everybody left me when I wasn't there to carry 'em
And it took me years, but I made a name
I turned my pain to my career, stayed in my own lane
I hit the sport and tilt the rear, fans show me love
They know 'bout trauma, too, so feel me
What my family need, I help 'em get through hard times
Back when all them hard times was mine, nobody was near
Who the fuck gon' tell me what to do? I'm all ears
See me when I shop at Saks, I used to shop at Sears
Runnin' through that check, we on that big jet to Lear
I don't really flex, but I could bench press for real
We was already worth the bag without the deal
Tryna put my team all the way on top of the stairs, self-made millionaire
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
My big bro got a lotta courage, so I bought him karats
I'm already on, I gotta stay on, I'm preparin' it
Lil' blood and 'em gon' find someone to lay on, they be scarin' me
Blessed that I can dictate how my day go, I'm aware of it
We all got 24, get up and get it, that's how fair it is
Really, this shit ain't fair, I'm outta sight, I'm way ahead of them
Humble, but I bet nobody play with me, I'm darin' 'em
With twin ridin', two .45's, shoot from both sides, we sharin' em
I got my G-Lock in traffic speedin', how I'm arrogant
Can't understand what police sayin' to me like I ain't American
This money relieve my stress, I must express, Express, American
And everything that I did is right on record, but that's irrelevant
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
Lotta M's, I ran through 'em, fast cars, I ran through 'em
Bad hoes, I ran through 'em, truckloads, ran through 'em
Lotta guns, ran through 'em, fake friends, ran through 'em
Hard times, ran through 'em, finish lines, I ran through 'em
