Runners - Lecrae

Runners - Lecrae/Gabriel Azucena/Lasanna Ace Harris
Hey fellas where are the treadmills
Oh they right there in the back
Ooooweee
She bad
Oh that's why I love this gym
That's I love this gym
Woo man forget the bench press today
It is a cardio day for your boy
My goodness she bad
Holla at yo boy
Uh I can't lie
I admire beauty like the next man
It's true
I still remember
When I used to get my check cashed
Get my hair cut
I hit the streets with my hair gassed
Lookin' out for little mommas with a fat faaasssss
That's what my auntie used to tell me
Girl in my rear view tryna tell me
Uh oh
'Cause she knew wasn't nothing
You could tell me
Always on a trail of another female
Well well they say my papa was a player
Somebody's honesty is honest in me baby
Somehow in college greek letters
Made me cuter
All the time online I still couldn't compute it
Uh I pledge girls then it's on to the next girl
My next girl eventually be my ex girl
But it's funny how it all unfolds
I done finally found a woman
I ain't never letting go whoa
Ooh she looking bad
Don't do it
I wonder if she got a man
Don't do it
I don't see no wedding band
Don't do it
I promise you don't wanna go through it
Take it from me
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
Find yourself in the obituary
It ain't nothing like a good woman
If you got you one of those
Be good to 'em
Keep it a honey love everybody want it
But the lies and the lust keep lying next to us but
I got past and I'm known to pass it
Up from my passion and
I ain't here blastin'
Born a sinner just like any man standing
Couldn't keep standing so god sent a stand in
If you creepin' when you feel desire creepin'
I know another way to win
That don't involve cheating
Don't involve another heart broken into pieces
When a girl call you tell you
She saw you on peach st
Meet pretty underscore nice features
Had a couple drinks
And have yourself a little peace and
Now you feel like the man
In the streets pull 'em to the crib
I see your pants in the street man
Ooh she looking bad
Don't do it
I wonder if she got a man
Don't do it
I don't see no wedding band
Don't do it
I promise you don't wanna go through it
Take it from me
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
Find yourself in the obituary
Baby why are all my clothes in the street
Oh you don't know
Why your pants is in the street
Hah yeah Shiquita told me
She seen you on peach st'
Uh huh all up in the girl's face you gotta go
You see that's my cousin
That was my sister like my friend
No I don't wanna hear it
Shut up
Get your stuff and go
Bye
Don't do it
I wonder if she got a man
Don't do it
I don't see no wedding band
Don't do it
I promise you don't wanna go through it
Take it from me
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
You don't want no problems
Find yourself in the obituary