Run My... lyrics

[Verse]
Aye
That boy Babe Ruth with it
Hit it out the park with a smooth finish, take two minutes
Stop fronting like you knew wisdom
One pull and the glue hit him, stuck in this couch
n*ggas running for frown, n*gga you lucky he out
Young boy got drive, he be hungry without it
Fifth grade, we was running through houses
No pounds just pounds for allowance
n*ggas who hardly made it touch down, be the loudest
Used to run 'round with the mouses
Grade A, make your momma the proudest
n*ggas thirsty, might drown in the fountain
You a clown or misdoubting?
Lost a friend, found depression instead
Lost my pencil, I remembered the stress
Ask if Max brought the mеdicine yet
Cold tears lеave these sentences wet
Told ’Press I build the stairs, just remember the steps
Everyday, it's like my memory left
Blunt roaches with a centipede crest
Head in clouds, hope this beat'll place, the rest of me slept
And I’m the type that's not accepting they death

[Chorus]
Tell my reaper I'm a feig, gimme time, gimme place
n*ggas speaking bout my ways, you should say it to my face
pus*y n*gga
Tell my reaper I'm a feig, gimme time, gimme place
n*ggas speaking bout my ways, you should say it to my face