I Run Philadelphia

[Intro] I'm the real top goon I run philly forreal Look at your neighborhood corner [Ar-Ab] I got big shit popping 2 strips popping 33 shots, thats like 2 clips popping Audemar/franck muller 2 wrist options 40 grand on me, thats 2 bricks profit Everytime I look up they talking bout ? I was in the car 9 hard all cook up Visionware pyro, cooking albino .44 bulldog hitem like a rhino I be at the craps game big money out I bet it all on 8, should of bought a house Moms kicked me out, I ain't never looked back She found 9 O's in my room with a mac Dropped out of school, said I was stupid I was on state rd fighting 3 shootins Yeah I ain't ever make a dime off a mixtape I was in the crib cutting off griptape What you know about waking up 5:30 In the morning to serve a nigga 5 birdies I move out no pump fake I let the 40 go to work no lunch break First gun I ever had was a new tech I was sitting in class with the new tech I get 10 more bricks when its two left My house full of white girls like hugh heff I be sipping on yak all top shelf In the crib keep the mac on the top shelf I done made a hundred stacks without help Cook coke let it burn till the rock melt AR not real come find out I make his clock stop like a time out 33 in my Glock when my 9 out I dont think he got a chance when mine out Man its back to the block knocking O's off Sipping on purp lean till I doze off 12 gauge Shotgun, cut the nose off Pump the pussy right now I dont doze off Bitches run from my house like roll call They ain't give me shit so I bogart And I sold hard All night long It ain't hard to keep a bitch when your pipe long