Run My Shit

I tried tellin' you I'm supposed to do that shit man Talkin' 'bout, "Can't do this", "Can't do that" Man, fuck y'all, haha Homie, I get up I run my shit Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie) Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (never) Homie, I get up I run my shit Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie) Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right You ain't never had a clue how shit get down They tryna tell me how I'm supposed to roll The same people bending over choking, overdosing You could have learned your lesson 'fore you dove your nose in All my shit and started acting like you knowing the motion I came to bring it like it's back in the days Ahead of my time, though, 'cause I have seen the past of the day Been moving pronto, even though we passing the blaze Still on my grind, stacking paper, slowly packing the safe (woo) I got it covered, man, I'm doing my thang But still these motherfuckers hate and try to ruin my game But they been doing me a favour when they using my name Just like a free labour working as I cruise into fame (we get up) You ain't gon' see me tryna hop on these frauds And kill the music for the purpose Of just topping these charts (hey, no) Cats ain't writers, they shopping their bars And must have got it all on sale 'cause What they dropping ain't hard (we get up) Homie, I get up I run my shit Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie) Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (never) Homie, I get up I run my shit Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie) Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (aye) Man, I been backing the flex I'm on my Russ shit, know just what will happen the next (I know it) Couple moves from packing the jet (uh-huh) Been operating from the spirit, call it hacking the flesh (we get up) I bring the realness to the track, what up? I heard your music, you been putting on a act, so shut up (so shut up) You signed, but didn't do the math, butt up I beat your numbers independent, got your act cut off (act cut off) Y'all ain't real, y'all ain't true So tell what the fuck is that the thing that y'all do? Bragging 'bout a milli', but you're really 'bout to do (what?) The dumbest thing ever just to get a pair of shoes (pair of shoes?) And I'ma do what I feel like (uh-huh) 'Cause my dream now be merging with my real life Got the steam, homie, yeah, for sure, we're still fly We still fly, motherfuckers know what's up (woo, we get up) Homie, I get up I run my shit Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie) Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (never) Homie, I get up I run my shit Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie) Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right You ain't never had a clue how shit get down Shit, shit ain't over, man, I swear People try and tell me I can't do this shit, man, haha, watch Y'all trippin', man