Run N 2 Me (feat. Yo Gotti)

(Helluva made this beat, baby) Take a nigga dream, chase him down, ayy Saying you gon' take this, nah, take which? Take switch, anyone you touch gon' come with eight blicks Eight ripped shirts for the same cliques Niggas can't get up with me, they don't take the same risks My lil' nigga rap, trap, love me, and he take hits My jewelry ain't racist, nigga, I rock white and rose You wasn't active with them poles with us, nigga, you might have froze And it's red zone still, get caught, I'm poppin', be a free kill We takin' niggas' dreams, you chase him down, I feel like Meek Mill They can tell you how that R.I.P. feel High bid for a body He died, you ain't slide, you cried and hung his shirt up in the closet It's 55 don dada, chopper on me, talkin' to Boppa It's loyalty and honor through whatever, know I got 'em Avoidin' beef with shiners like they do not know who shot 'em Won't be a problem, I drop this dope, it don't sink to the bottom Can't teach you how to beat the street, the stress might kill your mama He rep like he did something to me, where's Neek? We stretch his partner He rep like he did something to me, that's weak, we stretch his partner And I'm still on the phone with Kayda and he prayin' I don't take long Ride 'round with this K, it get to hummin' like it's Trey Songz Opps be on my dick as long as I give 'em somethin' to hate on Slidin' all night long You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me Make no exceptions, I wish death on all my enemies In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me, nigga, yeah You should've bulletproofed that Trackhawk Whole family cryin', they think it's my fault (for real) Partner caught a body, hit the bunk and went and jacked off (solid) He don't want a bond, pay the lawyer, he gon' beat it (we gon' beat it) Smoke in the city, niggas know that I ain't sleepin' (shh) I'm like 65 mil' up and still ain't put the steel up Know this nigga bitch, he know it too, but he still actin' tough (yeah) Take his ass to surgery (surgery), give that boy a tummy tuck Better have your pipe when you see me, nigga, you know what's up (for real) I got a different mindset (I do) See my enemy keep posting, I'm like, "Why he ain't die yet?" (Why he still here?) I'm a different type of nigga (I am), you know you can't find that (for real) Gee my partner, he a boss, and you know you can't sign that, for real And I'm still on the phone with Kayda and he prayin' I don't take long Ride 'round with this K, it get to hummin' like it's Trey Songz Opps be on my dick as long as I give 'em somethin' to hate on Slidin' all night long You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me Make no exceptions, I wish death on all my enemies In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me, nigga, yeah