Better Run

Fuck The Game Up, nigga
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Damn, Z

Hopped out a demon man the way he started looking he was stuck
Issy carry him a stick no you don't want it, better run
Tell the police I ain't do it I had devils on my arms
Left the scene like it was dinner, all I left behind was crumbs

Bro got switches, fourty nines my bro can't count I think he dumb
I can't go back to my hood, I know that they all want me gone
All my niggas free so that mean I ain't gotta pay no bond
She don't want me for my status man, I wonder what she want

I can't fuck with these bitches
I can't play with these niggas
Half the niggas telling me they hood, ain't seen no trenches
Came to me and talk about bullshit, man you lost your senses
Walk inside a room they switch the subject I can feel the tension

I ain't never been the type to walk away when I get mentioned
Shawty really trying to hit me up, I left that bitch on pending
I'm a faithful nigga I would never cheat
Nah that's too extra, extra, extra, extra, extra
Yea, that's too extra

I'm switching roads, never switching lanes
Keep on catching fishes, but these bitches all the same
I blame myself, but you always blame the game
It's a shame that nowadays, they just do it for the fame
Climbing ladders all the way, don't do no snakes

That's just bait, some of these friends are fake
Hit them with a cobra Andrew Tate
Hit them with a sniper four two eight, this grind is quick
Ain't no breaks
On my black time don't come late
Ay Young Darboe that's my mate
Man like Z don't hesitate, perfection no mistakes
Drown my sorrows in sea, leaving the rest in the lake
Tearing cash from the trees, invest in land to recreate
Need that food quickly, so I call my guy Dushane
Ain't no drugs man came with curry
But I'm not chatting about Golden State

Ay, never going back to my ways
Ways that I had to stay asleep
Till five O they went away
Shit was happening for a week
I was tired, I was weak, now man's always staying awake
I inspire you can't compete, man keep looking alive like Drake

Hopped out a demon man the way he started looking he was stuck
Issy carry him a stick no you don't want it, better run
Tell the police I ain't do it I had devils on my arms
Left the scene like it was dinner, all I left behind was crumbs