I Don't Run (feat. Merc, King Cxge & Logan)

People think that I need them, that's bullshit Been a man on my own, since I was a young kid They hate let em hate, we ain't aiming with full clips Aim with money at your hoe, tell her lick dick We been on sick shit, y'all ain't seen this yet King crown on my head, and diamond Cuban on my neck, yeah My wrist, a flooded piguet/ And this name you'll never forget I'm am on raw shit Giving out toe tags, for walking They all talk and keep talking Never on shit Everything I do is awesome I'm adored bitch The keys I give you don't work Knock down the door next Y'all been wrong since I started The same as I started Dropped 2 albums sounded so apart and Y'all still in the same spot, sound the same as we all did, yeah Don't compare to me these others We are not the same, that's word to my mother We are two different breads, and where we come from You flexing with a couple thou, we flexin' with a hunned, like Tell me who can touch my ceiling They ain't the same room or same building I'm the realest, illest, that is how I feelin' Y'all missed the story not the time to go fill em in, listen Man, y'all still the same Y'all, y'all ain't finna change, prove me wrong Do something different Y'all scared, y'all dip Y'all get out of there But me though, me, me I don't run I ain't been afraid of nobody, not once I don't need no hands out, don't put ya hand out Tell em put ya hand down 'fore you get panned out I don't run, I don't run Don't think that you the king 'cause you not I don't need no hands out, don't put ya hand out Tell em to run, tell em to run I climbed up like King Kong Looking like a dirt bag Checking if my fleas gone Laced up my chucks but I don't run Got a blunt Man let's light one My team out striving for the billi's Like we Jay son And y'all stay dumb Listening to use grow, while you star struck I went out, got a mic, said fuck the Starbucks Y'all to afraid to get uncomfortable I'm trackin' a dream like I'm huntin' some Bitches keep me stiff Like I'm dead or something And you dead wrong If you think I'm lower than anyone In this kingdom Team blinged up Team rings copped Cost to much at my shop I can't afford it cause it's nonstop Twenty-Four seven, three-sixty five is my grind, and it's a damn crime That it ain't my time I'll get my shine But you keep it blind So you can't feel the window pane I stay looking down 'cause we not the same Only five six But I'm claiming higher ground like I'm Stevie Wonder Blind to the bullshit Wonder how I get around I came up from the pound Keep my feet running ever since I hit the ground King crowns all we carry in my crowd Never low higher than the clouds I'm sick with it, I'm ill fitted I'm on top No one ever home A nigga live in the hard knock I rock shows like day dreams They say dream I'ma work fein My circle workin' around clock My knife tucked This no glock Hard to take a life When you owe one to your god I pray a lot Smoke in the air is a hotbox Won't stop Till I'm well known as top knotch I been to hell and back Do it like it's jumping jacks Growing in my hood But I know I ain't ever coming back I play with life like Pro Tools The bag too cool On the plate, like soul food Yeah yeah Fuck you, and fuck you Thirty workin' Best Buy hours good luck to you That ain't my shit, I got visions above views And every single person in my squad is above you Yeah, and I can't stop Music all the shit in my bloodline Lyrics got you twisted like you mafuckin' tongue tied Burning that trash, I'm the mafuckin' bonfire Taking my shot, like I'm taking a three though Stepping up calm, like I'm taking a free throw I can't eat shit from the pity of hatin' niggas The energy is different, y'all are not on my payroll See that's what I like to see We got some real king shit, on our hands right here It's not touchable, you not in the same realm, the same area So y'all might as well just back down, because I don't run I ain't been afraid of nobody, not once I don't need no hands out, don't put ya hand out Tell em put ya hand down 'fore you get panned out I don't run, I don't run Don't think that you the king 'cause you not I don't need no hands out, don't put ya hand out Tell em to run, tell em to run I don't want no hand outs I just wanna give thanks to those with they hands out God bless the dead, put the discussion to bed Man instead, I'll come back as a motherfucker with bread I'm bored sitting here all alone Come spy with a drone Bitch deepthroating me While we flying through the morn' But oh it's a fact to go Been arose Nodding my heads to these beats There's a time where it hits a threshold Bet the odds against me The courts feel They should exempt me You three, and the bestie Messy angles I fuck it all up LA just might've missed the chance to keep watching the ball get stuck But oh, I'm out the game coach I don't wanna come back to a coach Who rate people who makin' they same sound though It's all garbage, it's all wack Can't even rap Cause just some pussies Surrounded by a bunch of maxi pads They act mad, they act mad I ask Dapo if he fuck with them He replied Said none of them 'Cause they ain't even on our level The part that get 'em Is how close to goal they is But never touch metal So let the dust settle Was already bad enough Y'all getting bodied By a man with the Midas touch 'Cause I'm just to slick The crew sick Ima spit so much venom out the mouth The shit will turn to mucus Good enough to give the body of work a boost bitch Don't ever question a man who do this Cause I know that I been chillin' in my cave Locked away, so good this is me on a light day Drive safe I don't wanna see you die today Match the color of the dark, just to see how I hideaway Repay debt, brothers I owe the best Big money moves we make, then the hoes come next People think that I need them, that's bullshit Been a man on my own, been doing this whole thing Finna take the whole game, remake the whole thing/ Reshape the landscape, reinvent my last name, yeah Reinvent the family tree Cuz nobody in my life gon' be as dope as me Or even close to me I'ma buy whole buildings, open up shop in Times Square how I'm feeling I'm a young CEO I'ma Boss like suge Hundred thousand dollars Couldn't flip it like we could Gold Cuban 'round the neck Like I'm Nip, understood Diamonds after hours I am acting like I should Ain't tryna be a millionaire, tryna be a billionaire If you ain't on that type of timing Don't get anywhere near You can't get here if you tryna be there I don't run Don't think that you the king 'cause you not I don't need no hands out, don't put ya hand out Tell em to run, tell em to run