This is a song about "Running the endz"

This bag is from seattle

You running for the chapel

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

G.o.n.z. running down the street

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

The drug dealers hit the street running the pavement.

Shaolin finger jab, stab the man running

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Because i see right through your disguise

But im the definition of darkness, don't go running from the shadows

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Don't go running from the shadows

Live from the lamont's rose