FOR A RUN Lyrics

How many plays do I gotta go make today

See me walkin' there's a check on the way

Bitches stalkin' yeah they stay in the way

Never cheatin' gotta stay to the pape

Focusin' on my own test

Bows to the chest like Ron Artest

Focus on the malice that happen next

Sold me a palace, runnin' up the net

Turned into a ghost, now the bitch gotta beg

Gymnastics, acrobatics, switchin' the principles

Chances of them catchin' up is too minuscule

Been to the bottom, I'm up to the pinnacle

Bend me a scholar, might fuck on the principal

I got some bad Bs, but they grade A

Just like payday, I'ma slide through the cracks

And I make it there first like I'm Ray J

I'ma fuck on the bad bitch like Kim K

I been chillin' the cut like a sensei

Ice cold, feelin' like Sub-Zero

Hands full of green, Johnny Cage

A couple perks just to be a hero

Fuck on a bad bitch, Sonya Blade

But I can't help

But to pick up the world and not throw to ground

Too many casualties leave in a cage

But they can't contain me

Marchin' two front soldiers

Movin' too militant, pushin' them over

Neutralize enemies, that's how they trained me

A1, main man, stay in your rank

Up in the turret and it came with the tank

Up for the moment, this ain't what you think

Dreams to be made and we makin' a way

It all falls down, but I'ma go find me a way

Making the plays, state to state

Getting the cake, Creme Brûlée

Ever since young wanna hop in the foreign

They can not win not the team that we on

Not the team that we on

Knock it out the park then we go for a run

Till the mission is finished

Getting real descriptive, so you might wanna listen

How it feels to be in this position, with a new addition

And a flu condition

I'm the best definition of a true commission

Got recognition from the opposition

When the ACOG lock, there is not no missing

Dead the competition, next expedition

I was fucking a slut, she took the nut for nutrition

Left me down in the mud, but in it found ambition

Going in against your own intuition

Begs a superstition

Off of new decisions, all the drama never worth it

I was never worried

Got an Arabic and she gon' light like Curry

She see the ice and she see the cash machine

She told me to dive in we froze like McFlurry

I gave you credentials need you to dispense em

I need me my hunnids I'm off in a hurry

I'm sharp as a pencil we using utensils

I'm here to erase you, this the end of your story

Frankly I'm here for the Benjamins

Get in my way and this shit can get Gore-E

No I don't love you

No I don't love you

No I don't love you