Catch me on the block chilling lowkey
(Lowkey)
Listen for the cops tryna scope me
(Scope me)
Hold me talking like they know me
(Know me)
Say that they looking for my homie
Punching myself
Breakthrough the mirror
Tryna reach for the wealth
I be on the come up
Tryna reach for the belt
Tinted up the whip
So I could roll with the stealth
Always roll with some help
Gotta watch out for the jakes
And the fakes nowadays
Two face lames
And the games that they play
Snakes gone lay
Under grass in the shade
This whole shit cray
Gotta watch for yah fade
This is for my niggas working OT
This is for my niggas moving lowkey
Listen up my nigga cause I know me
If my niggas hungry then I'm gone eat
Run
Damn
Run
Damn
Run
Damn
Baby mama crying for help
Dead beat
Cause you ain't supplying the wealth
Baby crying
Cause you ain't making it home
You a black man just tryna make it in Rome
So you make it and roam
One nip
Two nip
Three
Speak the language
Of the freaks and the fiends
Hear them sirens
Got your ears to the street
Fear of the deep
Keep you near to the heat
Twelve on the creep
They gone see where you sleep at
Where your skis at
Tell me why you need that
They gone relap
Circle where yo peeps at
Flashing lights
Got you moving with yo knee caps
Running from your past
But your race ain't alone
Feds on your ass
Coming straight for your dome
Punch in the code
They put a few in yah home
Couple niggas dead
Two birds with a stone
Damn
Run
Damn
Run
Damn
Run
Damn