B.L.U.T.E. - Run It

People been expecting big things from me since I was a little child
Sorry, I left all the audience waiting this shit took a little while
I ain't had me a genuine smile since I was a little kid
Well look at how the skinny nigga grew cause he just wanna run the shit
He just wanna run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it
He just wanna run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it
I'm from 317 where niggas be jigging and we don't do all that getting sturdy
Niggas be thinking that we always nice as fuck cause we giving these people mercy
All of these foreigners don't understand just how my city working
Because your best friend know your worst op and y'all about to go back door him
Anybody got a problem nigga just leave the bullshit
City on my back and I'm just airing my grievances
General Grievous way that I master my leadership
Leading y'all to greatness or a car out the dealership
All these big ass cornfields just mask the fucking trenches
I mean the west side be the best side just ask your bitches I'm saying
I was a little nigga when I first thought of dead bodies
I was a good nigga to my school had to give me problems
I wasn't fighting niggas till my city had problems with me
I do what I wanna do cause I just wanna run my city
I just wanna run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it
I just wanna run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, wait
We ain't in Kansas no more
Naptown, Smackdown, niggas for sure
Raw since we hit the door
I don't need me a chief when I keep toting poles
Niggas be thinking they beastly
Hey man, round them, just trying to live easy
Dub niggas since E-C
Born champion, you would think I was RVD
Y'all can just go by my actions
Y'all think I'm talking a lot
Used to be a little nigga but I'm big papa
Niggas think that I'm Scott
Plus all I'm saying is red now
Y'all should just think that I'm Scott
Scott Lang, Scott Summers nigga
I just wanna run it
I gotta go run it
I need me a hundred
I need to stay funded
I can't be no puppet
I can't find no summit
I can't go out rusted
I also can't plummet
I need me a bag
Don't need me a bitch
Need me some money to ice out my kids
Need me a fortune so I can go back to the hood and buy out my mama old cribs
I just wanna run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it
I just wanna run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it
Yeah, I was born in the dump
Mama working two jobs so I can get lunch
Watching her skip dinner so I can eat
That's what made me this nigga
Even if I get bigger, I'ma work a nine to five so I can get richer
Only thing I want on my door is my kids' pretty pictures
I just wanna run it
I gotta go run it
I need me a hundred
I need to stay funded
I can't be no puppet
I can't find no summit
I also can't rust
Don't need me a bag
Don't need me a bitch
Need me some money to ice out my kids
Need me a fortune so I can go back to the hood and buy my mom more cribs
I just wanna

Written by:
Ashden Hayden, Eric Major, Samuel Gailey, Avery Dorant

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