Street Runner

The nerve of these niggas, they acting like they done already made it

Practice make perfect, so practice'll be my mama's maiden

These niggas lame and uneducated and constipated

What I lay every statement should be the defecation

My denim made by respected Asians, I dress amazing

My shirt so crazy I get away with some Sketchers Shape-Ups

Such a lie for I couldn't get up out these Nike's

Number five Tokyo don't even know the price

Bitch, we balling like we ain't harvesting for tomorrow

We ain't no gangsters, but we gone mob up before we borrow

Gold bottles, flow getting me Asiago

With braggodacio like Randy Macho Man off the top rope

And my slim jim is designated to your lady

Now that Benz friend, I'm sliding in that new Mercedes

Or whatever her name is, she just likes to get famous

And I bet she see the light, know that's Benjamin Franklin

Look, is this what you predicted? Look what you becoming

It's funny privacy limited though I'm living with comfort

How can you really do it? How can you really love it?

When women who never loved you is showing you so much of it

Real niggas respect me, I ain't switch up my image

Real women respect me, they can tell that I listen

And little niggas is mad that I'm winning

They got opinions, but got no bitches

Won't pop a pistol, pop up in mentions

God bless 'em, my cigar fill with all my stressing

Don't own a mirror, but made a million simply reflecting

Tell my respecters on Malcom X, I apply the pressure

Lucaya closed from a line of row, no lying, go check it

And I do this for the culture

And I'm hoping I can motivate and do it big as Oprah

Word, real nigga shit, you might gone need some help

Hit the scene, guillotine, niggas head off theirselves