Run Up a Check
Run up a check
Swear to god I'm bout to flex
I told my moms that I
Love her to death
But when I make it I
Just might need a vest
Cause niggas be watching
I know that they plotting
Ima hot head so my temperature rising
Up in the spot and I only roll loud
Ain't talkin no show but I do bring a crowd
These niggas be hatin on me
I don't know why
I Can't even tell it
Dior is my fragrance
I walk you could smell it
Fuck her One time
But then I had to dead it
She wanted my debit
I can't give ya credit
For nothing I struggled
Been through the worst
But somehow I'm still humble
Seen it build up then I watched
It all crumble
Run wit that bag no tackle no fumble
I'm on it
Nigga who want it
I use starve in the morning
I ain't have shit in my stomach
I ain't have no Benihana
Now I can eat where I wanna
I use to trap on the corners
I ain't talking about the drugs
I use to sell hats to thugs
Whole block show me love
I got it straight out the mud
Nigga wassup
I'm not a good guy
My patience is low
My tempter is high
My aunts in the sky
Ain't giving no slices
I want the whole pie
You movin type weird
Keep all the fakes vibes
Away from me
My money safe wit me
I got bread like bakery
You just a fake to me
A bunch of kds
How they snaking me
Ain't no replacing me
Pow
Nigga who shot ya
I'm not big poppa
I got chopper
Straight to doctor
Strapped to a bed
Do you real proper
Ima succeed
Nigga I prosper
She a real bitch wit some weed
She fuck n roll the ganja
I ain't her daddy
She call me father
Pro with her role
She just might win a Oscar
Swear to god I'm bout to flex
I told my moms that I
Love her to death
But when I make it I
Just might need a vest
Cause niggas be watching
I know that they plotting
Ima hot head so my temperature rising
Up in the spot and I only roll loud
Ain't talkin no show but I do bring a crowd
These niggas be hatin on me
I don't know why
I Can't even tell it
Dior is my fragrance
I walk you could smell it
Fuck her One time
But then I had to dead it
She wanted my debit
I can't give ya credit
For nothing I struggled
Been through the worst
But somehow I'm still humble
Seen it build up then I watched
It all crumble
Run wit that bag no tackle no fumble
I'm on it
Nigga who want it
I use starve in the morning
I ain't have shit in my stomach
I ain't have no Benihana
Now I can eat where I wanna
I use to trap on the corners
I ain't talking about the drugs
I use to sell hats to thugs
Whole block show me love
I got it straight out the mud
Nigga wassup
I'm not a good guy
My patience is low
My tempter is high
My aunts in the sky
Ain't giving no slices
I want the whole pie
You movin type weird
Keep all the fakes vibes
Away from me
My money safe wit me
I got bread like bakery
You just a fake to me
A bunch of kds
How they snaking me
Ain't no replacing me
Pow
Nigga who shot ya
I'm not big poppa
I got chopper
Straight to doctor
Strapped to a bed
Do you real proper
Ima succeed
Nigga I prosper
She a real bitch wit some weed
She fuck n roll the ganja
I ain't her daddy
She call me father
Pro with her role
She just might win a Oscar
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Writer(s): Charles Cruz
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