paroles de chanson 4 Realll - CR2 RUNITUP

Ahmadd and Qsav got killed before I got to sign my deal
All that money I posed to spent in the stu
I spent that shit on pills
I'm mad asf I fell in love with how that shit used to make me feel
What the fuck Runitup look like hopping in yo passenger seat if u don't got wheel
Bitches treat my dick like Colin Kapernick
I make em kneel
I had to chill from fucking on tills
Cause them hoes getting in the way of my mills
I quit popping pills
I had to chill now only thing I pop is seals
Promotion, studio time, videos and I still gotta pay my bills
I feel like Lil Yachty
But the difference is I got the wock in the raq
I wasn't born with the glock but I keep this bitch on me
I quickly just had to adapt
I had a dream that a nigga tried to take my life
So g-lock right where I nap
Bumping my shit in traffic this bitch automatic
Stick be right on my lap
I was in the back yard making raps with Scrapp
Way before I had a scrap
I sat back and observed
Word for word thats the reason I know how to rap
I just be in my closet throwing on hella fits
Like I be ready to snap
Whitney Houston live through me nigga thats why all I spit is crack

Bad bitch trying to fuck me hold on
First you gotta fuck Tray Wattz and Ducky
Matter fact I forgot I'm not a regular nigga
Bitch u gotta pay to touch me
Bitch I'm lit in like different states
Got hoes in Puerto Rico trying to fuck me
I walk around with Giannis all in my pockets
Bitch thats where the bucks be
I'll have Lil Stro jump out the car
Send shots right there where them clucks be
Different hoes put they number in my phone
Lottery pick if they lucky
I ain't gone lie I be petty
If a bitch not exotic Imma consider her ugly
This hoe say Imma dog
No wonder why I looked in a mirror and I seen a husky
While u was a lil boy beating yo dick with lotion
I was out here having motion
I lost my first homie when I was sixteen
Used to pop x to help with coping
I made my first rap in like sixth grade
Hoping that somebody a notice
Released my first track in like seventh grade
To get rich what I was hoping