runnin

Singer: mike will made-it

came up out the mud

brushed the dirt up off me

goin' hard

hit 'em where it hurts

kill 'em softly

bummed

stressed

tryna clear my mind

even smoke less

hopelessness

but i'm in this shit full fledged

talk reckless

comin' for your neck

no strep throat

runnin'-runnin'-runnin' this shit

both legs

bro

word around town

that they comin' for my head though

funny thing about it

they don't know what's in my head though

schizo'

maniac like i'm finna go clepto'

so hands-on

kinda hard for me to let go

stackin' presidents like a lego

would introduce you to my friends

but they dead though

ayo

run it

run it

run it

i'ma take it like a clepto'

anybody want it

they can get it

come correct though

talk behind my back

but when they see me

it's respect though

still got the crown

so i never give a 'f' though

everything is wavy

i'ma hit 'em with the brush stroke

then i'ma get high

i'ma get the best dope

yeah i make the rules

i ain't following a dress code

i don't do the mess though

i'ma put a hex though

i ain't with the hugs and kisses

don't do the 'x-o'

soon as the bell go ding though

i'll be in the ring though

we could shoot cinco

look at all these clowns

how they studying my lingo

peekin' out the window

but they'll never win though

came up out the mud

brushed the dirt up off me

goin' hard

hit 'em where it hurts

kill 'em softly

bummed

stressed

tryna clear my mind

even smoke less

hopelessness

but i'm in this shit full fledged

talk reckless

comin' for your neck

no strep throat

runnin'-runnin'-runnin' this shit

both legs

bro

word around town

that they comin' for my head though

funny thing about it

they don't know what's in my head though

i'ma flex

yes

i'm the best

i'm a veteran

in the lex

yes

big baguettes in my necklace

in his head

neck

and his chest

he gon' catch a fist

i go deck

deck

break his leg

do it effortless

in the ring

ain't no fuckin' game

ain't no tetris

hit him

bang

i'ma shake his brain

i'm gon' never miss

man

i'm amped

i'm the fuckin' champ

i can't fail at this

money dance

'bout a million bands

i got hella grip

hella chips

with a lot of chicks

coming by the clique

mo' sex with the rolex

come without a tick

mo' grip when the dough flip

give me no lip

whole fist

break his whole shit

take it

lil' bitch

gettin' fit

have him win a 'ship

watch him catch a fit

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