This is a song about "Running back"

"how money running this world?!"

Long as she come to me first

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

And i got 'em running miles,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Shaolin finger jab, stab the man running

You running for the chapel

This bag is from seattle

Really you spent running and hiding

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Wait, now it's about eight something

I'm on the run, keep running

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

My back up is running / i run fast so you can't rob me

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Get it girl, keep that motor running