Run

Honda, coupé, coming with it Bully, who, run it nigga Bro, shoot, f*ck it nigga Pull up, run nigga Honda, coupé, they coming with it Bully, who, run it nigga Bro, shoot, f*ck it nigga Pull up, run nigga I feel everything at the same time So, i ain't about to trip if you ain't mine Same mind, can't flip when they change sides Niggas jumping out the tree when they can't fly Brother in a cell doing state time Great times, hearing shit through the grape vines Fake ties, clipped on, and his face dry It's different kind of hell when your faith dies Me and bro we come alive in the night-time Gripped up, niggas try i ignite mine Bro we gotta shift watch cuz they might slide One move get it wrong and we might die Slid through but you missed nigga nice try You just lucky that I'm trying to be a nice guy Keep it real, I'ma cry when them kites fly See the devils shadow in the moon in the night sky watching I don't play that sci-fi nonsense Stay calm i'm inside my conscience Trying to figure out how to fly this cock pit Trying to see clear but I need more context See a lot shit, you end up sitting with me Got bro telling me to send him pictures of trees God knows how I'm spending every night on my knees And I'm begging him to send me just a sign of relief Honda, coupé, coming with it Bully, who, run it nigga Bro, shoot, f*ck it nigga Pull up, run nigga Honda, coupé, they coming with it Bully, who, run it nigga Bro, shoot, f*ck it nigga Pull up