Pocketrunner! Video (MV)

Put that on my life when I was twenty-four
Son done took a oath
A body hit the floor
Send me fifty more
I body fifty more
I body fifty more
I body fifty more
Yo yo yo
Coincidence not, coincidence not
I done slipped through crack, like I skilled it off the pot
That's word the my Doc
I got medicine for sale
Niggas used to crack rocks like they breaking out of jail
Since kindergarten cots, I been plotting on a drop
Dope enough to power box from funding that I got
Figured I could take that charge, from New York City to Watts
Watch if flip this eclipse
Y'all ain't doing out the knots
Was tied to the script
I walk in paradox
Like if Caroyln Martin copped and walked in a par of Docs
Tryna funnel more Power than 50
Been watching Starz at all time high
Stop asking to send a god, bitch
Scared to go to church
Preying over the gossip
High until they do me
They love me but hate my conscious
Back like cooked crack
With bills stacked for the nonsense
Straight up off the stoop nigga
Who the f*ck is you nigga
Please gimme the loot
They pull up and shoot nigga
Who?... Them
Them, them. Awck
King shit
We ain't have nothing
Back then the blocks was jumpin'
It in my genes, bitch
Niggas out of pocket
Make niggas come up out they pockets
Everything bitch
F*cking up on my mood
One glare. Niggas fold, like spoons
Lean, lean bitch
Bet you can't take it further than me
Aye
King shit
Bet you can't take it further than me
Aye