Runnin lyrics - Mike WiLL Made-It, A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ferg & Nicki Minaj

 (from "Creed II: The Album" soundtrack)

[A$AP Rocky:]

Came up out the mud, brushed the dirt up off me

Goin' hard, hit 'em where it hurts, kill 'em softly

Bummed, stressed, tryna clear my mind, even smoke less

Hopelessness, but I'm in this shit full fledged

Talk reckless, comin' for your neck, no strep throat

Runnin'-runnin'-runnin' this shit, both legs, bro

Word around town, that they comin' for my head though

Funny thing about it, they don't know what's in my head though

Schizo', maniac like I'm finna go clepto'

So hands-on, kinda hard for me to let go (Let go)

Stackin' presidents like a Lego

Would introduce you to my friends, but they dead though

(Came up out the mud, brushed the dirt up off me)

[Nicki Minaj:]

Ayo, run it, run it, run it, I'ma take it like a clepto'

Anybody want it, they can get it, come correct though

Talk behind my back, but when they see me, it's respect though

Still got the crown, so I never give a 'F' though

Everything is wavy, I'ma hit 'em with the brush stroke

Then I'ma get high, I'ma get the best dope

Yeah I make the rules, I ain't following a dress code

I don't do the mess though, I'ma put a hex though

I ain't with the hugs and kisses, don't do the 'x-o'

Soon as the bell go ding though, I'll be in the ring though

We could shoot cinco

Look at all these clowns, how they studying my lingo

Peekin' out the window, but they'll never win though

[A$AP Rocky:]

Came up out the mud, brushed the dirt up off me

Goin' hard, hit 'em where it hurts, kill 'em softly

Bummed, stressed, tryna clear my mind, even smoke less

Hopelessness, but I'm in this shit full fledged

Talk reckless, comin' for your neck, no strep throat

Runnin'-runnin'-runnin' this shit, both legs, bro

Word around town, that they comin' for my head though

Funny thing about it, they don't know what's in my head though

[A$AP Ferg:]

I'ma flex, yes, I'm the best, I'm a veteran

In the Lex, yes, big baguettes in my necklace

In his head, neck, and his chest, he gon' catch a fist

I go deck, deck, break his leg, do it effortless

In the ring, ain't no fuckin' game, ain't no Tetris

Hit him, bang, I'ma shake his brain, I'm gon' never miss

Man, I'm amped, I'm the fuckin' champ, I can't fail at this

Money dance, 'bout a million bands, I got hella grip

Hella chips, with a lot of chicks, coming by the clique

Mo' sex with the Rolex, come without a tick

Mo' grip when the dough flip, give me no lip

Whole fist, break his whole shit, take it, lil' bitch

Gettin' fit, have him win a 'ship , watch him catch a fit