Run Me My Money Freestyle lyrics

by

Childish Gambino


[Intro]
They said if I was gon’ get on this beat, I had to be gangsta and sh*t
Mugsy on the beat
REASON

[Verse 1]
Look, tell you one thing they know about me
Young n*gga from Del Amo but I’m still a OG
If a n*gga owe me bread, I’ma come get ‘em
Like we at a Chevron, all my n*gga pump grippers

[Chorus]
Run me my bread (My bread)
n*gga run me my bread (My bread)
n*gga run me my bread
n*gga run me my money
n*gga run me my money (My money)
n*gga run me my money
Look, REASON

[Verse 2]
I make a b*tch f*ck five n*ggas
After that, make her f*ck my n*ggas
She said you b*tchin’ and she tired of spendin’ time with you
I told her look to the left, I’m a side n*gga
Shout out Mac, I been killin’ freestyles since they started that
I been killin’ beats, death to the cardiac
I mean I really kill a beat like a heart attack
Kill a beat, heart attack, look
Cold blooded killer, I don’t ever let ‘em live
Sick of these b*tches, don’t be the medicine
She said eat her pus*y? f*ck it baby, headed in
di*k stayin’ up, sweared it need a sedative
I put in work, baby, check my reference
Get ahead then buck, call me Evelyn
Walk around like my sh*t don’t stink
Like a treadmill used at a bank
n*gga run me my mula
Ha, or f*ck around and meet my shooter
Ha, I’ll have your family in a suit tie
Then put that smoker to his lips like a hookah
Ha, that’s crazy
I take the gun and I c*ck, think my pupil lazy?
We be in the traps, you’d think that we live in mazes
Goons said they’d do anything if I paid ‘em
Shooters pullin’ out like they tryin’ avoid babies
Straight Hennessy ’til I’m stumblin’, vision hazy
I’m in South Central, swear that’s where they made me
But I rep Del Amo, n*gga, DA where they raised me
And I couldn’t give a f*ck unless they pay me
[Chorus]
Run me my bread
Haha
n*gga, run me my money, n*gga
Run me my money
n*gga, run me my money, n*gga
Haha

[Outro]
Shout out my n*gga Mac
Shout out my n*gga KC
Shout out my n*gga Swish
I swear they might as well make a remix for this muhf*cka
I don’t- n*gga I can’t remember a verse harder on this beat than that
I know they got a remix already, it’s called like the re remix or
n*gga something I don’t know that’s wack but we’ll figure it out
Shout out all my n*ggas supportin’ freestyle fridays, n*gga
Run me my money
Run my my money, n*gga
REASON
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