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It's what he said after the Grammys B-flat F B-flat F D I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I've been runnin', runnin'-runnin' Running 'round I love when you smell like your car Smell like you've been drivin' for days You ain't even stop for gas, my nigga Mr. Postman, is you drivin' to me? Is you drivin' cross-country? You've been up for three days with one nap I know you miss the nighttime I know you miss your lifetime Tell me the truth about it Tell me the truth about it Tell us the truth about it Cocaine is ruthless I know the truth about Cocaine is ruthless Yeah, yeah Woah-oh-oh Yeah, yeah Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh Yeah, yeah Woah-oh-oh (woah-oh-oh) [?] Yeah, yeah Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh