Run To The Money

Lyrics

[Intro] What's up, everybody? I got a new track for y'all It's called "Run to the Money," on some whole types of shit Welcome to A Leaking Head V, where we just lose our minds (Sy— Landfill) And still call it music, ya feel me? Yeah E, E, yeah Uh [Pre-Chorus] Run to the money, run to the money, ayy Run to the money, uh Run to the money, run to the money, ayy Run to the money, yuh Run to the money, run to the money Run to the money, ye Run to the money, run to the money Run to the money, yeah [Chorus] Run to the money, run to the money Run to the money, yeah Run to the money, run to the money, yeah Run to the money, E Run to the money, run to the money, E Run to the money, E Run to the money, run to the money Run to the money, ayy [Verse 1] I'm in the bedroom, I'm upstairs, uh They all want me to, uh, [?], yeah I don't play no guitar, but I am damn sure that weird, introverted rockstar To the green now, to the green now, uh Easy as a ticket, look at me as a bank, huh? Bad view, what's the fucking point? Ye Adding up, let the bag go, call that shit topical, uh Smoking that tobacco, moe, I call it topical, E Had the same kinda spellin' Same old shit, goddamnit E, V Vendetta, November the fourth E, V for Vendetta, I'ma just wait for the loop to pop back in Run that shit back, please, run that shit back Here we go [Bridge] Sy— Landfill It's not Syringe, by the way, it's Landfill [Verse 2] [?] on the edge of the highway, tryna get this shit my way I'm just smoking on tropical, or tobacco Either way, this shit not really healthy, just like my actions All that shit not really that healthy, just like my actions, uh We on a flight, long-distance shit, tryna read a book, nah 'Til next to everything, 'til next to fuckin' output We doin' this shit every day, put your fuckin' mind to it I can barely do nothin', I gotta get my mind to it [Chorus] Run to the money, run to the money, uh Run to the money, yee Run to the money, run to the money Run to the money, yeah Run to the money, run to the money Run to the money, yee Run to the money, run to the money Run to the money, yuh [Verse 3] Smoking so much 'til the end, newbies be like "What is this?" Painted my fingernails grey, had enough of that blackness You can't escape from your void You can't escape through your void You gotta choose to ignore it You gotta truce, knock on the door E, yeah [Outro] Nigg— nigga, I don't fuckin' know A Leaking Head V, everybody Ya know, this— this A Leaking Head You know, welcome to the Leaking Head Might not be the best thing ya ever fuckin' heard But, you know what? We don't give a shit We just still make shit, and uhm Uhh, if you're new, you know this Sometimes, you know, you just gotta fuckin' wild out and shit, so uhm That was— that was "Run to—" You know what, fuck it, next one Leaking Head V