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 sh*t
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 f*cking point? Ye
Adding up, let the bag go, call that sh*t topical, uh
Smoking that tobacco, moe, I call it topical, E
Had the same kinda spellin'
Same old sh*t, goddamnit
E, V Vendetta, November the fourth
E, V for Vendetta, I'ma just wait for the loop to pop back in
Run that sh*t back, please, run that sh*t 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 sh*t my way
I'm just smoking on tropical, or tobacco
Either way, this sh*t not really healthy, just like my actions
All that sh*t not really that healthy, just like my actions, uh
We on a flight, long-distance sh*t, tryna read a book, nah
'Til next to everything, 'til next to f*ckin' output
We doin' this sh*t every day, put your f*ckin' 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]
n*gg— n*gga, I don't f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' heard
But, you know what? We don't give a sh*t
We just still make sh*t, and uhm
Uhh, if you're new, you know this
Sometimes, you know, you just gotta f*ckin' wild out and sh*t, so uhm
That was— that was "Run to—"
You know what, f*ck it, next one
Leaking Head V