WHERE U AT RAN, IM WHEREVER THE MONEY AT/
AND I CAN CARE LESS WHERE U DUMMIES AT/
IM CHASING PAPER I AINT COMING BACK/
IM RUNNING THRU THE GREEN LIKE A RUNNING BACK/
THEY SAY RUNNIN SHIT THEY AINT RUNNING CRAP
HE SAID HE RUN THE CITY WHAT CITY IS THAT/
IM TOO TREAL TO LISTEN TO THIS TRASH/
ALL THIS FROMA BUM WHO EATS FROM THE TRASH/
AINT NOTHIN BUT WRAPPERS IN MY F'N TRASH/
WE COULD HAVE BUILD A SCHOOL WITH ALL THE BRICKS WE HAD/
PARDON ME WHILE I TRY MY BEST NOT TO LAUGH/
THE OLD ME WOULD OF PUT'M IN A BODY BAG/
THE NEW ME TOO BUSY PUTTIN IT IN THE BAG/
BUT I MAY HIT THE BOOTH & PUT IN A RAP/
U SEE I GOT PROOF I PUT IT ON THE SCREEN/
KEEP FRONTING IMMA PUT THE SHIT ON DOT.NING/
(I DONE WIT THE TALKIN WIZ SING)
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