Run the Streets

Half of you people can't even rap
Talking about you want this and you wanna do that
We didn't even see you go up in a black range,
stop talking the shit about me at the end of the day

Run the, Run the streets
I grind yeah, I'm up next
You talked about "man I'm so wack"
What was you playing, you want that test
You probably failed at that test
We ain't playing with you (ok ay)
Get outta my way (yeah ok)
At the end of the day (ok ay)

They talk about I can't grind, I can't do this and that
What'd you talking about, we don't even play with them raps
Get outta my way, that is big cap
I ain't playing, that is big fact
We ain't playing (yeah ok ay)
Stay out of my way (ok ay)
Yeah
I grind up, then I'm up next
Ay, and then they hate on me
That's next
Ay, and then they check up me
That's next
Ay, and then they hate on me
That's next
Ay, wait, what'd you say
Please stay out of my way (yeah ok ay)
She down on me (yeah ok)
Yeah ok ay
Talking all this disrespect (yeah ok)
You wanted me to give you a dollar
But I'm like ok, "how about you pay me 5 dollar?"
And then she said "no", then she "yeah, ok"
I'm not gonna give you back any money (ok)

Steal that shit at the end of the day
Doesn't care (yeah ok)
We don't fuck with you, that's facts
Get outta my way, that is big cap
You don't even own a black range (ok)
Me and Rowan skirting (ok)
Me and Dylan killing this shit (yah)
Go and make shots for him (ok)
Ay, shouts out my dude Sam
He single, but at the end of the day you'll kill this shit
Man, we don't give a fuck about the raps
People talking this and that
We don't play (yeah ok ay)
If you can't make a hit and you can't rap
Then get outta my fucking way
We don't playing with you, cap
Get out my way, that's big cap
We ain't playing with you
Yeah yeah yeah, that's big big facts
Drink water then I stay up next
And then they talk about they next
And then we don't play (ok ay)
You smell like Sprite (yeah ok ay)
And then I trust her (ok ay)
And then she told him to go "Google me" (ok)
But fuck the street, I'm good at these raps
And then they talk about they still hate me
On that's big cap
I don't play with these people (yeah ok ay)
I run the streets at the end of the day
Hate on me (ay)

Run the streets if you still hate me
I don't give a fuck about your raps
How about you even rap



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Writer(s): Miles Burrell
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