Baby, listen to me, no, no, no, listen to me
I tell her calm down, we aint really got the green but I'm on now
Psychic teller told me its in my palms now, and they itchy as a bitch
I oochie wally in the mix, I'm feeling like a walking lick
If I could rob me of my talent, I would pull up with a stick
And rob me out my f*cking mind like baby this is mine now
Who's mans is this, f*ck around and find out
When in doubt take you favorite rapper, throw 'em out
Set 'em free, like me I need a trip overseas
Im too busy tryna hit notes in the scale of C
I need sail boats by the coast and a little breeze
Im too busy tryna find the chords that the song needs
They thing they can run like us
Baby we gon' run this shit up
They thing they can run like us
Baby we gon' run this shit up
From a world of mathematics and trap addicts
Bad habits, acid on tablets, mad rabbits with big baggage, ducking badges
The life is lavish, baby, you just need to balance
I just seek relief and I proceed to move in silence
Forward to the maximum, band wagon cheap now but if they wait that mean we taxing em
Atl wuz hannenin', drop that shit then back it in
Family we is tapping in , took a trip down south, I figured it out and now I'm back again
Battlin' through this life feels like a labyrinth, I need me a stone or like a javelin
Family when we get on you know we tapping in
They thing they can run like us
Baby we gon' run this shit up
They thing they can run like us
Baby we gon' run this shit up