Lyrics Runner Up (I'm Straight) - Papi K

This jus how I'm feelin' right now you feel me
You could take this shit how you want
I'ont really give a fuck
You feel me?

Yeah yeah yeah, look

If the money first nigga I'm the runner up
I be running right behind it like a city busss
My career popped a perc now I'm coming up
She call me the one, I was with her once
I been on the winning streak been going three years
Couple bridges burnt niggas tried to repair
I gave one chance fuckin' up the one chance
One mo' chance? Nigga there ain't no chance
Same goes for the hoes they get two mo' (Shit)
Neck long so i call lil mama Kuzcoooo
I'ont ball out in the club you niggas disco
Bitch I get paid I'ont get her rent paid
Issa mistake if she say with K
Legs mad at each other way they split ways
I got hit songs playin' out in Hong Kong
She got womp womp she what she want want
Haters watch on all they need is pom poms
I ain't hopping on no beat unless it bump bump
Gotta have the subs shaking in the trunk trunk
Have the whole neighborhood yelling "what what"!
I'm in hustle mode nigga like I'm Nipsey
Cash crispy, only 'cause I risked it
I'll be damned to be like you niggas still kickin' with your niggas hating on the ones that did it
Tell me what changed for you in the last year?
In the city you ain't got up off yo' ass here
Try to turn it on me like "K ain't you livin here"?
Stupid, I seen more change than a cashier
Never took 2 cents if it aint make centsss
And I don't make new friends 'cause of fake friends
Low percent tint on a new Benz type of shade they be throwing everytime a nigga rolls in
"Goddamn, goddamn there he go again
Leaving with a new girl he ain't came in with
He ain't really poppin' shit like niggas say he is
Ion like papi, fuck it K it is!
How K all up in this club with them pearls on him?
Yo where my BM at? I gotta keep my girl from him
Nigga how we hatin outside of the club?
Shit he gon' get it I can't even keep the world from him"
Nigga thats just how it goes, Honcho
Mi nombre Papi, mami gusto
I mean gusta, ven hasta la visa
You bonita you my mona lisa!
Give you grande like we out in Rio
Im de gallo (Guy yo) I ain't talking pico
Every move I make sound like fee fo
Fee fi fo fum when the dough come
My wave stay moving like the ocean
Pack through we roll it like a roll call
Never flipped no work during low funds
Still got it I ain't ever need me no job
But unlike my bro, he holla "yo
I jus reupped on a P" but it's really lows
Told him hit the burbs with it, you'll double that!
But I ain't contributing to it don't want none of that
Aye, bish wait bish wait
I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight I'm cool
Hoe I'm straight on it
Oh I like that
I can't wait on it
No patience, ain't a doctor
Need a droptop
On the blacktop
See me zoom zoom
By the cop car
Let 'em stop ours I'ma lockjaw
I'ont say shit, I'ont pop percs, I'on pop bars
I'ma rockstar at ya door nigga knock knock
You know why I'm here like I'm Marshawn
Heard you still sleeping on the Don with no long johns
I'm alarm clock louder than a beep beep
Louder than a car honk, louder than my weed in these streets
Let her be less than a 3 times 3
I'ma hit the curve on her, I'm straight