RUN

[Verse 1]
They must have forgot who I was (Jaimo)
I've overcome all the shit I've lost
I ain't employed I'm the boss
We're no gang, we're the box
Water crops, press crunch with rocks
Holdin cannons like they're mops
Don't play with me dough, I ain't fuckin soft
I'm L2 forever, they can't fuck with Josh
New shit pending, I'm taking summer off
All winter putting z's in pots (work it)
95s, Northy's, 2 on Scott's
We went Preston and we took their spot's

[Chorus]
I ain't no runner I be running rings
I ain't got a problem I'm on a hundred tings
Man thinks he's fly, I'll cut his wings
These lemo hoes, thеy love the kings
I ain't no runner I bе running rings
I ain't got a problem I'm on a hundred tings
Man thinks he's fly, I'll cut his wings
These lemo hoes, they love the kings

[Verse 2]
Might get some head, I ain't fuckin mings
My man telling me, his ting fuckin stings
Little meff, ten bags some little debt
Take 10 years on the chin our kid, that's a little stretch
If you ain't worthy of a risk (well)
You ain't worthy of a dish
You ain't getting one oz never mind 36
So sit down with your flappy bum (sit down)
Would it be different if I had me son (Would it?)
I used to look up to man, 5 years down the line he can't even pass me a tonne
You broke boy, I'm no joke boy, don't get smoked boy (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I ain't no runner I be running rings
I ain't got a problem I'm on a hundred tings
Man thinks he's fly, I'll cut his wings
These lemo hoes, they love the kings
I ain't no runner I be running rings
I ain't got a problem I'm on a hundred tings
Man thinks he's fly, I'll cut his wings
These lemo hoes, they love the kings

[Verse 3]
This is for all you nits (all of yer)
Go and suck a hundred dicks (dickhead)
Fuck a one-er, I want a hundred quids
What do you know about OT trips with a hundred bits (nothin)
I'm aware of the law but fuck the pigs (fuck dem)
Plug and posse's, stuffin clits
See me blazed of a dozen spliffs
I father the youngers, I love my kids
Mess with the grub, get cut to bits
900 jars, 100 zips
Fuck the talkin, let's get rich
You ain't in debt, let's set this list
Man owe dough, start jumping ships
If that's the sitch, I'll fuck his bitch
From the float to the Poulton ricks
There's plugs and punters wanting bits

[Chorus]
I ain't no runner I be running rings
I ain't got a problem I'm on a hundred tings
Man thinks he's fly, I'll cut his wings
These lemo hoes, they love the kings
I ain't no runner I be running rings
I ain't got a problem I'm on a hundred tings
Man thinks he's fly, I'll cut his wings
These lemo hoes, they love the kings
I ain't no runner I be running rings
I ain't got a problem I'm on a hundred tings
Man thinks he's fly, I'll cut his wings
These lemo hoes, they love the kings
I ain't no runner I be running rings