But instead i got a father that runs me into the ground
It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
Now he loads gats and runs with the sick crews with rifles,
Synthesizer runs over this beat like starvin actors
You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse
Like a fuckin pussy, runs away from a lecture
Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her
Celebrate the very day that i get past
Live every day like your last, time runs fast
They say she a runs girl like a marathon
And i can see us after school, we'd bomb
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled
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