This is a song about "Who run it"

I run shit, it happens that for rap i have some gift

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Kick it off, i'll just run it back like devin hester

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

I run for it cause these motherfuckers moving slow

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Niggas talk but they know who run this block

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Constantly rippin those who run this rap monopoly

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

My heart she stole, she took it and run

But i find it fun how the words just run,

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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