This is a song about "Run with me"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

But at the same time emotions run at her like " take me!"

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

See me you know you're done but you continue to run/

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Im young ready to run with my gun silenced

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption

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

You're bruce jenner, confused with your true gender so you freaking run

According to these snakes who run up on me, who you messin' with?

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Ah fuck it i'll run your ass over with a bugatti