[Intro: NR Boor]
(Pyro made it)
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah
[Verse 1: NR Boor]
If you wanna a verse, that might cost you a key (Yeah, that might cost you a key)
Ain't make no money off rap, I'm still sellin' P's (Yeah, I'm still sellin' P's)
Before I wrote I rap, yeah, I was in the V's (Yeah, I was in the V's)
I brought the trap niggas back, I put us in the league (I put us in the league)
It's gon' be a homicide a nigga play with me (A nigga play with me)
Another dead body, put him down by three (Put him down by three)
Another dead body, they can't even grieve (They can't even grieve)
Bitch, I'm with the Droppas, you know what I bleed (Uh-huh)
We walk up on this bitch, we got the flame on us (Got the flame on us)
Anywhere I see a opp, I let it rain on him (I let it rain on him)
I know the day his brother died, it brought pain to him (It brought pain to him)
For every block it's a opp with bro name on 'em (With bro name on 'em)
[Verse 2: Leaf Ward]
You can't name a nigga gave me shit, them losses never made me quit (Never)
We run the hood, up back left to right and [?] us
Babyboy the craziest, he upped the rate, allegedly (Allegedly)
Bought these chains to ease the pain, we all look like celebrities (We all look like celebrities)
Shit got dark I flicked that light on, had to grind, ain't take a night off (Ain't take a night off)
Text me, I still get that write off, I sip Tris, let niggas bite off (Let niggas bite off)
What they put on, what they can't put on, they ask me (They ask me)
Where I'm from they gon' tell you, "Leaf the wave, he Max B" (He Max B)
I ain't fuckin' niggas hoes no more, Leaf take it far (We on some shit, for real, for real)
Run it up, it ain't that hard, you scared to drill, go take that car (Go take that lil' car)
Had to leave some niggas, can't believe some niggas and they ways (And they ways)
I broke that paper down like I ain't sit out in that trap for days (Sit out in that trap for days)
You on your own, this roughhouse, my momma said, "Get the fuck out" (Get the fuck out)
You ain't get on that Kia with that back window busted out (Busted out)
[Verse 3: OT7 Quanny]
Look me in my eyes, you gon' see dollars signs (You gon' see dollars signs)
I need fuckin' money like that nigga from How High (Yeah, I need money)
I don't really like doin' shows, I be done left a nigga (Yeah, I be done pop somebody)
I'ma shoot this bitch until it's Russell Westbrook in it (Yeah, until it's zero in it)
I put up thirty every night just like I'm Luka Dončić (Yeah, I'm Luka Dončić)
This choppa pick a nigga up just like a Uber driver (Yeah, like a Uber driver)
That bitch playin' games, well, I can buy her now (Yeah, I can buy you now)
Pull up in a Trackhawk, sound like a tiger growl (Yeah, sound like a tiger growl)
You ain't got no fuckin' money, your lil' lyin' ass (Your lil' ass)
All summer it's gon' be all bodybags (I promise you, it's gon' be all bodybags)
Split that check with the same niggas I'm on the projects with (Yeah, I'm on the projects with)
Real hooper, shoot that bitch, Peja Stojaković (Peja Stojaković)
I got a dollar for every follower I got on the 'Gram (Yeah, yop)
Real legend on my projects, they know I'm the man (Yeah, real projects baby)
My phone runnin', I'm really up, yeah, I be grindin' hard (Trap or die)
These .223's put you to sleep, them bitches Tylenol (Them bitches Tylenol)
Yeah, uh-huh, real trap or die
That nigga been died, yeah, he a throwback like a Nelly song (Just like a Nelly song)
We always at his brother crib, that pussy never home (That pussy never home)
If I can't put you to sleep, I bet this choppa will (I bet the choppa will)
This one opp always get away, that nigga Tyreek Hill (That nigga Tyreek Hill)
Pull up with my mask on, they thought Scream did it (They thought Scream did it)
Everybody got on watches, my whole team shittin' (My whole team shittin')
All my opps fast, shoulda been runnin' backs (Shoulda been runnin' backs)
Fuck that dead nigga, yeah, he ain't comin' back (Fuck that nigga)
I'm on a sixty day run, goin' for a hundred K (For a hundred K)
Plus the hundred I already got, yeah, I ain't come to play (Yeah, I ain't come to fuckin' play)
[Outro: OT7 Quanny]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yop, yop
Yop, yop, yop, yop
Run The Hood was written by OT7 Quanny & Leaf Ward & NR Boor.
Run The Hood was produced by Pyro Z5.
OT7 Quanny released Run The Hood on Fri Mar 31 2023.