Lyrics Run It Back - Bad Move

Run it back run it back run it back
Choppa make em do the runnin man
Hunnid band hunnid band
Not what I do it for niggas don′t understand
Contraband contraband
Do what you gotta do if you want Benjamin's
Run it back run it back
Keep it 100 and we gon go get it man

Runnin it up ′cause I can't be stuck in one place
I gotta get outta the way
Too many snakes wanna see me fall down in the grave
I cut em off like a spade
Niggas that's fake always flash it all in yo face
They be the first one to cave
When I was hungry you bitches would not let me ate
Now wanna eat off my plate
I put my feet in the street
I put my heart on the beat
I took the beat out my heart
That′s why this shit bump when it play
And It′s nothin you fuckers could say ay
Integrity in my melodies
Chains on me like a felony
I'm a rock star from the ′70s
And my flow stay goin' special needs
I need a snowball from the west side
In a box Chevy i′mma let it lean
Red guts wit the orange paint
In a whip sittin, like chips wit cheese
It don't matter if you VL, G, BD, Black Stone, P
′Cause everybody got the same rule
Don't say a word to the police
CPD don't want no beef
I don′t got a record I′m so clean
I don't stand out damn near square
Walkin round lookin like a brushed teeth
Don′t trust me Don't touch me
I′m not a killer, don't push me
′Cause I'm ridin dirty
But I'm fresh as hell with the lil homie in the backseat like

Run it back run it back run it back
Choppa make em do the runnin man
Hunnid band hunnid band
Not what I do it for niggas don′t understand
Contraband contraband
Do what you gotta do if you want Benjamin′s
Run it back run it back
Keep it 100 and we gon go get it man

Run that thang back 'cause I′m tryna see how it look
Read through the lines like a book
I'm headin straight to the muhfuckin goal like a rook
Stand in my way you get took
If I make it out but don′t come back to pay respect
How in the fuck would I look
Niggas think that it's a formula to this shit
That′s where they got it mistook
They be tryna put me in a box
Hood nigga pink mink socks
Yeah I know I come wit a lot
That's because I came from a lot
You don't share the pain that I got
Seen crack, caine, coke rock
Red X on the fucking wall
That mean the house finna get knocked
Ain′t have a vacant lot on ya block
And That shit alone say a lot
It′s different moves I gotta make to plot
And Everybody waiting for the drop
My only goal to go gargoyle mode
That mean that I'm posted at the top
Cuz My niggas still posted on the block
And My city got kids totin Glocks
So how in the fuck is I′m post to stop
Clock that hoe in overdrive mode and gon give it all I got
I'm hood no cap so that mean that I′m the one goin over top
Y'all niggas clones it ain′t hot
Can't stand yo own on the block
Y'all need to gon head and stop