[Chorus: Termanology]
Young or old, never fold, never catch me running
Following protocol and keeping the system running
Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it
So many years in the game but yet we still running
Young or old, never fold, never catch me running
Following protocol and keeping the system running
Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it
So many years in the game but yet we still running
[Verse 1: Termanology]
Most important thing you got in this life is your health
Don't distort it or destroy acquiring wealth
It's like a storm around the corner just fire in hell
No more crying for help, now I rely on myself
I decided I felt enough pain, fuck shame
I'm still picking up sluts, fucking them in the Mustang
Man I never trust a bitch cause these slut dames
Play smut games, throw dirt in your shit like what name
The devil is evil, sometimes it come as your friend
But that's the one he sent to deceive you
Your eyes open enough, just for me to read through
Keep sneaking end up in Satan's bed with his people
I never mislead you, speaking you the truth to the end
In the church, tears pouring again
I roll with the drug smugglers, hustlers and the G's
But still pour my heart out when it comes to these beats
Young or old, never fold, never catch me running
Following protocol and keeping the system running
Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it
So many years in the game but yet we still running
Young or old, never fold, never catch me running
Following protocol and keeping the system running
Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it
So many years in the game but yet we still running
[Verse 1: Termanology]
Most important thing you got in this life is your health
Don't distort it or destroy acquiring wealth
It's like a storm around the corner just fire in hell
No more crying for help, now I rely on myself
I decided I felt enough pain, fuck shame
I'm still picking up sluts, fucking them in the Mustang
Man I never trust a bitch cause these slut dames
Play smut games, throw dirt in your shit like what name
The devil is evil, sometimes it come as your friend
But that's the one he sent to deceive you
Your eyes open enough, just for me to read through
Keep sneaking end up in Satan's bed with his people
I never mislead you, speaking you the truth to the end
In the church, tears pouring again
I roll with the drug smugglers, hustlers and the G's
But still pour my heart out when it comes to these beats
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