Run On Sentence

Arcaze on the beat Oh, this bitch gonna be straight freestyles I be runnin' through shit You know I get shit done And how Durk say? I get shit done On gang I showed the block up with a run on sentence Bounce out, Took the wrong route to your destination I know these crackers tryna label this an organization We got the work so tap in do an application Drove a car on Perc Tell her spin for a couple Haitians Ooh, but it's Durk Joe dirt get a shirt go with him Put full block on all alert And gave a yoppa to him Mama I know black boy got my way cause that's my DNA I'm living A be AC die by Frito Lay Oh this shit ain't permits dog breathin' now he goin' to waste Oh so you anemic? We got treatment for them type of things I done gave lease on with a cooler, we call him AC Even though the stick came with a cooler It's Miami heat Like I said in "Front Door" We at your front door, we could link and meet I don't do none that lean Backwoods, don't bring Swisher Sweets I guess his mama must've fucked the road that's why he so concrete This shit done got wiser I'm a year older, I just move the street And ever since they drop the charges Claim they gonna try for weed Baby, this that gas, this that opp This that rapper weed Call you Johnny Apple like the book Boy you smoke hella seeds We seven-eleven like Blocc Boy Can't go in there cause it's cancer season Trap done closed cause we don't [?] reasons You see that jit with that black mask? Yeah he got sent for treason I throw middle fingers to my past, that's what made a nigga Jump in your shit you thought it got towed I guess I made it nigga Everybody hand out like I owe them But who done paid a nigga? Detail always with me, I be smokin' with my baby sitter Hit the road on that sour bitch Because she bitter, bitter Everything sparked ain't mean to snap I'm gonna expose a nigga And every nigga with me done cut off, pills control they system Me, OD, and Baby Joe go dumb, dumb, and dumber I was on the up and in lick Fuck around and vomit Saying my shit sound the same, I ain't gonna rap Delete your comments Pull up on a nigga curb and clear the scene, who done done it? Shit I'm in here feeling like G Herbo, who run it? Devin Hester in '06, I'm in here waiting for you to punt it Because I ain't kick it with no kicker When she scissor they be running I be packing pistols like utensils all in middle school I was in her jaw, fuck the shark, I'm the dealer dude We be breaking' laws in my draws while I stuff the tool Ooh, we too advanced for you man they think middle school We got the plug on that saying "What the socket do?" Ball man we take trip to Mars we got altitude Ain't like the boulder on her shoulders because her mouth was rude And now she seeing me and these blue hundreds must think I'm a fool