
Me 34 Ace (Ft. Juice WRLD)
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[Intro: Juice WRLD]
TheBeatAsylum
See me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby, I'ma run it, me
Yeah
Joey Rock Marley
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & 34 Ace]
See me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby, I'ma run it, me
Me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby girl I run it, me (Ayy, ayy)
It's me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me (Whoa)
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby girl I run it, me (Ayy, skrt skrt)
[Verse 1: 34 Ace]
Makin' the progress
I got a brick and a half with my homie he look like a baby
I got a pound in my locker, and I'm in the airport not chillin'
I catch a K for a body my lawyer gon' go and appeal it
That's on me
How you get caught with that work man I ain't ever speakin'
I pour up a four of some clean, so clean that its squeakin'
They don't wanna let me eat
But this happenin'
You know I'ma sneak it, yeah
TheBeatAsylum
See me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby, I'ma run it, me
Yeah
Joey Rock Marley
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & 34 Ace]
See me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby, I'ma run it, me
Me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby girl I run it, me (Ayy, ayy)
It's me
I ain't ever runnin' out of money, me (Whoa)
I'ma always keep this shit one hundred, me
I don't walk it baby girl I run it, me (Ayy, skrt skrt)
[Verse 1: 34 Ace]
Makin' the progress
I got a brick and a half with my homie he look like a baby
I got a pound in my locker, and I'm in the airport not chillin'
I catch a K for a body my lawyer gon' go and appeal it
That's on me
How you get caught with that work man I ain't ever speakin'
I pour up a four of some clean, so clean that its squeakin'
They don't wanna let me eat
But this happenin'
You know I'ma sneak it, yeah
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