This is a song about "Runnin"

Where would i be without my dogs

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

You in the past me and future on the same watch

Yellow light runnin', in a fuckin' white dodge

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

Runnin home invasions

When you spill out hits

So i banged for a minute

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Runnin shit like a track star,

Runnin' up all the streets and bogs

Watching for hollow-tip shots