This is a song about "Run around wit the choppy"

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And now the present got you struggling

I'm on the run, keep running

Delivery choppy, break em like rocky

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

And yo, the answer ya have to come up wit

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Smell the dirty stench obsessed wit every

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

Fuck around wit my niggas, we give you some stitch.

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Fuckers run around with the birds so just leave em with the fishes

When she see me on the streets, she turn around the other way and run

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision