Run a lap

(Hook) It's young hussle an' I'm bout to make it crack Got a Roley on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks Told her it's a marathon, now she out here running laps It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a Roley on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out my niggas on the block selling crack Told them it's a marathon, now they out here running Laps Verse 1: Chip on my shoulder, for niggas that hated on us Labels that hesitated when radio wouldn't play us Rappers dropping they disses now see us start explaining Bitches I used to date wouldn't shut up and stop complaining Now they looking salty cause I'm sucka ducking full time Sipping dolce at the roosevelt, cabana poolside Hundred thousand ain't enough to buy a new ride See that's the type of disrespectful deal you sign What happened nigga? last year you was cracking nigga This marathon got me lapping all you rapping niggas Been steady rising since the world got a half a whiff of 'Hussle in the House' And Felli Fel ran it back on niggas Streets love me cause they know I got crackin' in 'em Took a stand, never ran and got gaffled in 'em Bailed out with block money, kept trappin' And I took this rap game and put some real nigga passion in it (Hook) Verse 2: Lo and behold, he getting his dough Got that presidential roley flow, you niggas should know Criticize me for the jewelery that I rock at my show But watch the value of the dollar drop and gold explode I got no time for these I ain't tryin'a stand in line homies Think I owe them the world but never did nothing for me Talking under they breath till they bitch just making her want me See me or hit me with some fake shit like hey brody Got enemies, trying to kill me for the rep Couple smart niggas, think they playing chess go gonna get Tony montana at the lot with my bitch Tell them bulletproof that and bulletproof this Guns behind the AC, I'm stashbox crazy You can look at me and tell I was a match box baby I'm game tight so niggas will never play me Four words for my haters, look: fuck you pay me (Hook)