Runner Lyrics

(Xair, let me get that motherfucker)

You woulda thought I was a runner, get to that money, I'm comin'
Chasin' a bitch, I ain't stuntin', two face way I move funny
Beat that shit up, Adrien Broner, left my hoes all on the corner
Deep in the streets, he can't have 'em, I still be lookin' for momma
Nowhere to go, need shelter, ask my fam, didn't want me
No longer need your pleasure, after I nut, you phony
Right now, I can't see the devil, but I know that he on me
Bitch, what make you special for me to buy you a Rollie?

Sometimes I want you to listen, I get serious, you don't wanna see me furious
Don't wanna bitch like I'm on my period just based on my delivery
I been goin' through it mentally, just hopin' that you curious
You say that you here for me, I ain't seen nobody here yet
Cried on your shoulder, bought you Tiffany, fuck bro, you know you weird, bitch
Ain't nobody brought shit for me, bought bullshit, and they smeared it
Whole new 'Cat, this bitch for me, I'm hopin' that you hear it
Go 2Pac, a bitch for me, yeah, I want that experience
Know I be makin' them hits, I drop this shit, then I'm gone
I'm doin' it right, you see me pop this shit, know I'm on
We movin' 'em right, we get a new box, what's in is unknown
Thief in the night, we catch 'em, we popped that bitch, then go home
This lil' bitch ain't been movin' right, please watch out, bitch, what's been in your phone?
Said you was at a movie night with your friends but ain't call me when you get home
Tweakin', thinkin' I'm new to the game, this bitch think I'm slow, bro
That's okay, next bitch I cheat with, I'ma play a slow song
Industry game, nigga, I got heat, just please just pass me the ball
Nigga ain't did nothin' with that heat yet, last year playin' football
We did it all, if you ain't see yet, please just know we shittin' on 'em
My young crew lit, they know that we next, if they hatin', we spinnin' on 'em

You woulda thought I was a runner, get to that money, I'm comin'
Chasin' a bitch, I ain't stuntin', two face way I move funny
Beat that shit up, Adrien Broner, left my hoes all on the corner
Deep in the streets, he can't have 'em, I still be lookin' for momma
Nowhere to go, need shelter, ask my fam, didn't want me
No longer need your pleasure, after I nut, you phony
Right now, I can't see the devil, but I know that he on me
Bitch, what make you special for me to buy you a Rollie?