Run

Catch me on the block chilling lowkey (Lowkey) Listen for the cops tryna scope me (Scope me) Hold me talking like they know me (Know me) Say that they looking for my homie Punching myself Breakthrough the mirror Tryna reach for the wealth I be on the come up Tryna reach for the belt Tinted up the whip So I could roll with the stealth Always roll with some help Gotta watch out for the jakes And the fakes nowadays Two face lames And the games that they play Snakes gone lay Under grass in the shade This whole shit cray Gotta watch for yah fade This is for my niggas working OT This is for my niggas moving lowkey Listen up my nigga cause I know me If my niggas hungry then I'm gone eat Run Damn Run Damn Run Damn Baby mama crying for help Dead beat Cause you ain't supplying the wealth Baby crying Cause you ain't making it home You a black man just tryna make it in Rome So you make it and roam One nip Two nip Three Speak the language Of the freaks and the fiends Hear them sirens Got your ears to the street Fear of the deep Keep you near to the heat Twelve on the creep They gone see where you sleep at Where your skis at Tell me why you need that They gone relap Circle where yo peeps at Flashing lights Got you moving with yo knee caps Running from your past But your race ain't alone Feds on your ass Coming straight for your dome Punch in the code They put a few in yah home Couple niggas dead Two birds with a stone Damn Run Damn Run Damn Run Damn