Temple Run (feat. Em'cee)

If I lost a bag I got a bigger one Had to change it up I wasn't feeling em First I had her friend but she still gone let me hit it once If I lost a bitch, then I went and got a realer one She just want attention I'ma treat her like the middle son I've been running, stacking up that money just like Temple Run They was talkin' funny, now they can't even touch me, they the bitter one I got special plays, I'm a hand it off we ain't kicking no punts Tell me what you want, yeah you know I got it Pull up hop out with it on, I don't need a stylist And you know I'm smokin' strong, all we got is chronic I'm a heartbreak kid, but I'm really known for stayin' solid Took her on a ride, now she excited, now she got mileage I was sleeping with a piece(peace), cause sometimes it be gettin' violent I was feelin' like Tariq, servin' every geek in college Had to get it yeah it took a minute, call it perfect timing My time is now your time is up, say my name I'm poppin' up Niggas lame, these the same niggas that used to be popular I got a bigger bank, stayed up in my lane, now I'm drivin' up He leanin' like he got a crutch, he don't get no green he outta luck I stay out of touch, I be out the way, I'm in a rush no I cannot stay Tell me what you want, my pockets just like Big Pun, but I ain't gainin' weight I'm one of one, she wanna have my son, but I told her wait I'm on the run, they thought I was done, but I came out the cave If I lost a bag I got a bigger one Had to change it up I wasn't feeling em First I had her friend but she still gone let me hit it once If I lost a bitch, then I went and got a realer one She just want attention I'ma treat her like the middle son I've been running, stacking up that money just like Temple Run They was talkin' funny, now they can't even touch me, they the bitter one I got special plays, I'm a hand it off we ain't kicking no punts It's a special day, I got special plays for the end of the month This ain't special K I'm breaking up Oxycontin for brunch You gotta share your location for a month if you coppin' a front I see niggas goin' cop a plea and claim they ain't rockin' with Gunna From the back, she look like Ms. Minaj, in the front, she a uh-uh It's 15 bowls from California, once I lift this trunk up Keep grindin' just like Truckfit, some days, you gon' pull out a Hundun Who the f*ck I ain't pull out of? All of these niggas my son's son I don't want no fucking sipping wok hart shit gon' build my gut up I heard my kidneys talkin', they said Snowman, damn you just say f*ck us You ain't quite there, lil' boy, you close to ballin' like a fuckin' 20 You eat this 15th floor, you gotta buzz up, this shit raw and uncut My bro just locked up, we not fucked up, we still ballin' through the Madness Took two more charges, he sat back and started chargin' his tablet Sit up, some planks, he f*ck around, buff up just like Cartier glass Road runner Mister fly over yo' city with that pack like Alladin If I lost a bag I got a bigger one Had to change it up I wasn't feeling em First I had her friend but she still gone let me hit it once If I lost a bitch, then I went and got a realer one She just want attention I'ma treat her like the middle son I've been running, stacking up that money just like Temple Run They was talkin' funny, now they can't even touch me, they the bitter one I got special plays, I'm a hand it off we ain't kicking no punts