You woulda thought I was a runner

Get to that money, I'm coming

Chasing a bitch, I ain't stunting

Two face way I move funny

Beat that shit up, Adrien Broner

Left my hoes all on the corner

Deep in the streets, he can't have 'em

I still be looking for Momma

No where to go, need shelter

Ask my fam, didn't want me

No longer need yo' pleasure

After I nut, you phony

Right now, I can't see the devil

But I know that he on me

Bitch, what make you special

For me to buy you a Rollie?

Sometimes I want you to listen, I get serious

You don't wanna see me furious

Don't wanna bitch like I'm on my period

Just based on my delivery

I been goin' through it mentally

Just hoping that you curious

You say that you here for me, I ain't seen nobody here

Cried on your shoulder, bought you Tiffany

Fuck bro, you know you weird, bitch

Ain't nobody brought shit for me, bought bullshit, and they smeared it

Whole new cat, this bitch for me, I'm hoping that you hear it

Go 2Pac a bitch for me, yeah, I want that experience

Know I be making them hits, I drop this shit, then I'm gone

I'm doing it right, you see me pop this shit, know I'm on

We moving 'em right, we get a new box, what's in is unknown

Thief in the night, we catch 'em, we popped that bitch, then go home

This lil' bitch ain't been moving right, please watch out, bitch, what's been in your phone?

Said you was at a movie night with your friends but ain't call me when you get home

Tweaking, thinking I'm new to the game, this bitch think I'm slow, bro

That's okay, next bitch I cheat with, I'ma play a slow song

Industry game, ****, I got heat, just please just pass me the ball

**** ain't did nothing with that heat yet, last year playin' football

We did it all, if you ain't see yet, please just know we shittin' on 'em

My young crew lit, they know that we next, if they hatin', we spinnin' on 'em

You woulda thought I was a runner

Get to that money, I'm coming

Chasing a bitch, I ain't stunting

Two face way I move funny

Beat that shit up, Adrien Broner

Left my hoes all on the corner

Deep in the streets, he can't have 'em

I still be looking for Momma

No where to go, need shelter

Ask my fam, didn't want me

No longer need yo' pleasure

After I nut, you phony

Right now, I can't see the devil

But I know that he on me

Bitch, what make you special

For me to buy you a Rollie?