Run The Streetz

Verse 1:

Every player need a bottom bitch
She baggin while I'm smoking and I'm proud of it
A shawty that might snap but also elegant
I'm telling you that combination heaven sent

I love when her conversation relevant
Plus She fly, like the pelican
Angel face but she devilish
& we always on that mellow shit

Blowing Herb, What's The Word ma?
Watching Curb, Don't hit me with the curve ma !
I'm just tryna ease what on ya nerves ma
I'm buying, don't reach inside ya purse ma

But she know to give me space when it's time for it
She pop Molly, We ain't never heard of Tom Ford
Gun in the clutch, got a bible on the dash board
Live in the now, we don't never press fast forward

VERSE 2:

They hate a nigga loving his life
40 Sippin' with my niggas - Pre Rolls for the night
Birds watching on my twitter tryna see what I write
I gotta watch what I say, It may come with a price

I may love her, could propose any minute
Career driven, flags waving, I'm so close to the finish
All while stretching out the culture, I been pushing the limit
And I'm doing it all with class never forcing no gimmick

I work hard, she understand that I'm thorough
Plus my name rings bells in a couple of boroughs
Fucka - For The Snakes, I'm equipped with mower
You know where to find me, in the hood like the motor

You ladies wanna know how to keep his dick hard
Just be a lady in the light - a freak in the dark
She let me give that thang the work,cause baby imma boss
But You Gotta earn ya stripes, baby Adidas