Jordan Kuijer - GANG

I'm running out of change like I'm running on the beat
Running away from friends and family
I'm running out of change like I'm running on the beat
Trying to find my home but I can't find my peace

She wanna run around with the gang, yea
Can't say no to her, yea
She wanna run around with the gang, yea
Gang, yea
Gang, yea
Gang
She wanna run around with the gang

I'm trying different things every week and now n' then
I can't get up now I don't want to defend
I'm feening for the Glock and I'm switching it in
It's not alright
Doing something different with life, yea
I'm older got in a flight, yea
I try to do this just like it's right
Got a new crib in thе city, yea
Run up the gang we wit it
Yеa, smoking the rest the realist
She want the rest of the business, yea
Running the pack and I' running the shit
I got no time for some stupid blick
Yeah, I'm getting lit
She wanna run around with the gang, yea
Can't say no to her, yea
She wanna run around with the gang, yea
Gang, yea
Gang, yea
Gang
She wanna run around with the gang

She just want the money, yeah, she tryna fuck, no
Yeah, got no time for no hoe, no
I'm making her bad for sure
Yeah, we're moving the packs and kilos
Yeah, we run it up, yeah

Baby, see me flying private hittin' Tokyo, uh, yeah
Private jet flying down to Paris, London, uh
Like it's Fashion Week or something, uh
Paris, London, huh
Getting lit or something, huh
Down to Miami, we all getting up 100, huh

She wanna run around with the gang, yea
Can't say no to her, yea
She wanna run around with the gang, yea
Gang, yea
Gang, yea
Gang, wanna run around with the gang