Run

Crazy how you need water to live but then it still makes you hungry
Or running late at a rate they debate well I’m flexing my exercise dummy
All your music pretty comical prolly' why they’re looking at you funny
Simply tracking back on all of your tracks well its ego supported by money
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Funny how a lion doesn’t concern himself with the opinions of sheep
Just a heart that’ll never thaw even under this African heat
A nigga balls for the diamonds that layeth withineth the meet of her feet
Then applaud in theatrical temperament,"will she be leaving with me?"
I put three stripes on this shit like I did dis'
Killa Killa ba-ba-banging like a biscuit
Ball’s & the flow with the brains & the go while you’re telling me no got me
chilling like a picket
The ghosts & the dough been giving you assistance
Rather a lift kit, dammit, lyrical chemoresistance
Can’t even tell if it’s your man or your girl that’d be writing from a distance
Eyeing from a distance
Buying from a distance
Tweet Tweet Tweet & you’re crying from a distance
Children cursing, old people rapping, toilet paper stacking cause your shit
ain’t cracking
Still a savage, I ain’t selling cabbage & or neither average, babies in my
carriage
Bird of passage, I ain’t carrying baggage, never paying scavage,
I ain’t do the damage
Crazy how you need water to live but then it still makes you hungry
Or running late at a rate they debate well I’m flexing my exercise dummy
All your music pretty comical prolly' why they’re looking at you funny
Simply tracking back on all of your tracks well its ego supported by money
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
You dated an anus & came out with shit
You went to Taboo & came out with some dick
You swallowed the salad & planted the garden, he telling you pardon me
scratching my itch
1, 2, 3 & you’re feeling sick
You swung for the fence with the ass that he hit
Mmm that’s nice feel like you’re the silly bagpipe that he blew & you flew with
the stick
Power of coochie got you condescending
Attitude kinda unattending
Contemplating on exacerbation while over sitting finding understanding
Lyrically kinda representing
Panic button & you’re pressing panic
Yelling dammit, dammit force of habit
Running turtle got me killing rabbits
She like okay okay okay can I have all of it all at once
& I’m like 'xcuse me ain’t you had enough sipping all of this dickery in your
cup
Like I give a nun
All the blessings & dressings & thank of you’s like you had enough
Gave me the beat of her heart like consider if I kill her ditch a diamond in
the rough
Crazy how you need water to live but then it still makes you hungry
Or running late at a rate they debate well I’m flexing my exercise dummy
All your music pretty comical prolly' why they’re looking at you funny
Simply tracking back on all of your tracks well its ego supported by money
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run running, (running), running, (running)
Run run