Runners Pace (feat. Mo Sella)

(Yea) (Yea) (Mo, icekream) Tell em I've been grinding at a runners pace Took a little break and now I'm back to see them run away I ain't got no time to give you time, call another day I ain't got no time to give you time, ain't no conversation Tell em I've been grinding at a runners pace Took a little break and now I'm back to see them run away I ain't got no time to give you time, call another day I ain't got no time to give you time, ain't no conversation Hit you with the gat run it back go clap All these fucking hoes, man they rap so wack Wait for the stats man your bitch so flat Gotta tip toe chugging like I drink so fast Got a man bugging when ur lips dont ask Got an eiffel Spit the blues like a rifle Lit the fuse like I'm Michael Homie I've been living to get it gotta go dip so fast When the pistol flash Gotta go to run it again I've been dipping like I just stole cash Got it fucking coming again I'm in love with ur friend Yeah the one with the big ole ass You know I'm making the money So when they go rob me u know Imma sell them And I got no time to stay here with these dummies So when they come asking you know what to tell em bitch Tell em I've been grinding at a runners pace Took a little break and now I'm back to see them run away I ain't got no time to give you time, call another day I ain't got no time to give you time, ain't no conversation Tell em I've been grinding at a runners pace Took a little break and now I'm back to see them run away I ain't got no time to give you time, call another day I ain't got no time to give you time, ain't no conversation Making cash I don't buy and sell Always winning gotta try and fail Dirty money yeah that's gross profit They like Mo stop went to climb and fell Running up I gotta get it by the bell leak the album gotta time it well You don't like making music you do it to try to get rich Man you're such a bitch I could make a move I don't like taking Ubers Yeah homie you better get Lyft I ran out of patients like i was a nurse at the end of the shift Like homie that's it I don't really f*ck with rappers Cause they know I'm coming for necks You better respect Can't let it go to your head If I'm a little more like you I'd probably be dead bitch Rapping hard and I'm a business student I don't f*ck with you, I've been the coolest Man I've been in tune and this a different movement I do some shit and say I didn't do it You dropping songs and I won't listen to em Ain't nobody fucking with the shit you doing Might pull a 50 taking some flics in the city like I was a fucking tourist I got no shit here to sell yea Morty I'm Ricky as hell yea Rapping is all I got, it is in my mitochondria That means that shits in my cells F*ck it, shits in my genes Damn it that shits in my belt Gotta be hearing the bells Make your bitch wetter than Phelps Tell em I've been grinding at a runners pace Took a little break and now I'm back to see them run away I ain't got no time to give you time, call another day I ain't got no time to give you time, ain't no conversation Tell em I've been grinding at a runners pace Took a little break and now I'm back to see them run away I ain't got no time to give you time, call another day I ain't got no time to give you time, ain't no conversation (Now that's the tastiest icekream in the whole fucking world) (Look here at the young face, a bright smile which could be the hope of the world But in the other half of the picture, is revealed the seduction of the innocent) (Icekream)