runna

[Chorus]
Nah, I do what I wanna
If you want Snoa on your song, throw a couple hunna'
And that's an even offer
I'm a full-time legend of the underground, part-time pack runner

[Verse 1]
Fuck it, I'ma make it out, give me a hundred days
I'ma do it if it takes me like a hundred ways
Snoa two four seven been the goat since I hit the game
Try and steal my bars and wonder why that shit don't hit the same
You ain't gonna make it to the sky riding different waves
You think you're going up but I know your ship will sink the same
You think you're going up with me but we're in different lanes
I don't see anybody on my level doing it the same

[Chorus]
Nah, I do what I wanna
If you want Snoa on your song, throw a couple hunna'
And that's an even offer
I'm a full-time legend of the underground, part-time pack runner

[Verse 2]
I can give your ass a hard time if I wanna
If the label ask me sell my life, I'll tell 'em "Do a runna'"
And fuck your trap line, I'ma shoot your runner
God said I need to spread the light, I'm like "Yes, your honour."

[Verse 3]
Devilish route is the easy way out
Until he leaves you in the ground, now you got gout
Matter of fact you feel worse than when you started out
But at least you got a crowd and some drugs to thug it out
I used to spend my time staring at the ground
But now I'm going up, and I ain't going out
And trust me I've been working hard, I'm not slowin' down
And I know if I put faith in God, I ain't buggin' out
I've been smoking loud, never running out (yeah, yeah)
I was on a walk, now I'm running out (yeah)
If you got a problem, we gon' sort it out (yeah, yeah)
Put my hands to God, he gon' work it out (yeah)
People in my circle wanna see me down (yeah, yeah)
So I do not trust nobody but myself (yeah)
If you got a problem, we gon' sort it out (yeah, yeah)
Put my hands to God, he gon' work it out (yeah)