This is a song about "Marble runs"

It's inherited, it's runs in the family

A happy home, that's my fantasy

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Live every day like your last, time runs fast

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

He runs back o the elevator, runs and slams his door,

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

At her, she skips second period and runs home but

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

He rises runs the game while his cleats pry

So i pull the plug before it runs another bit

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