Home run

Fuck on her waist, see me at home, I wait with a baseball bat

I hit him with the pitcher strike, home run your ass

Run your pockets, run your change

Feel like a beggar with no plate,

Need some food, or some drugs, and some love to get hate

Hate on me, aid on me, hail me, do what you want

I don't care, it's your life, it's not mine, bruh,

Don't get involved

If you not finna stick up, mind your own business

And walk with your head down while I keep my head up

Yuh, we keep the bread up, we get the lead up