Run On Sentence

Arcaze on the beat

Oh, this ***** gon' be straight freestyles, I be runnin' through shit, you know I get shit done

A-and h-how Durk say? I get shit done

On gang

I showed the block up wit' a run on sentence

Bounce out, took the wrong route to yo' destination

I know these crackers tryna label this an organization

We got the work so tap in do an application

Drove a car on Perc, tell her spin for a couple Haitians

Ooh, but it's Durk, Joe dirt get a shirt go wit' him

Put full block on all alert and gave a yoppa to him

Mama I know black boy got way cause that's my DNA

I'm livin A be A C die by Frito Lay

Oh this shit ain't permits dog breathin now he gon to waste

Oh so you anemic? we got treatment for them type of things

I done gave lease on a cooler, we call him AC

Even though the stick came with a cooler, it Miami heat

Like I said in "Front Door", we at your front door, we could link and meet

I don't do none that lean, Backwoods, don't bring Swishers Sweets

I guess his mama musta ****a the road that's why he so concrete

Dis shit done got wiser, I'm a year older, I just move the street

And ever since drop the charges, claim they gon' try for weed

Baby this that gas, this that opp, this that rapper weed

Call you Johnny Apple like the book you, boy smoke hella seeds

We 7-11 like Blocc Boy can't go in there cause its cancer season

Trap done closed cause we don't ...

You see that jit with that black mask, yeah, he got sent for treason

I throw middle fingers to my past, that's what made a nigga

Jump in yo' shit you thought it got towed, I guess I made it nigga

Everybody hand out like I owe 'em, but who done paid a nigga?

Detail always with me, I be smokin with my baby sitter

Hit the road on that sour ***** 'cause she bitter bitter

Everything sparked ain't meant to snap, I'ma expose a nigga

And every nigga with me done cut off pills control their system

Me, OD and Baby Joe go dumb, dumb and dumber

I was on the up and in lick **** around and vomit

Sayin' my shit sound the same, I ain't gon' rap, delete ya comments

Pull up on a nigga curb and clear the scene, who done done it

Shit I'm in here feelin' like G Herbo, Who run it?

Devin Hester in '06, I'm in here waitin' for you to punt it

'Cause I ain't kick it with no kicker when she scissor they be runnin'

I be packin' pistols like utensils all in middle school

I was in her jaw, **** the shark, I'm the dealer dude

We be breakin' laws in my draws, while I stuff the tool

Ooh, we too advanced for you man they think middle school

We got the plug, on that sayin' "What the socket do?"

Ball man we take trip to Mars he got altitude

Ain't like the boulder on her shoulders cause her mouth was rude

And now she seein' me and these blue hundreds must think, I'm a fool