Let Me Run

[Hook: Corbett & Saigon] Don't let me be, just another one I always told myself, I'll be here when it's done I know they don't believe, but see we just begun Momma I'm growin up, you gotta let me run (Gotta let me run, gotta let me run) Let me run (Gotta let me run, gotta let me run) Let me run (Gotta let me run, gotta let me run) Hey Momma I'm growin up, you gotta let me run [Verse 1: Saigon] I don't know but I gotta go, Gotta go slow, but I gotta go cause I gotta grow The flow got a nigga fall but I gotta show that I got a lot mo' to go I gotta blow I won't take no, I don't think so Hold on strong and no I won't let go I'm almost there, I know I won't take long I look in the rear and it's a long way home Don't let me be, just another one Momma I'm growin up, run that to your younger son I'm the one when it's all said and done Let it run to get a gun, the one that'll blow one The one with the cold stare, niggas wanna go there And oh yeah I don't fear no one Right now Twista-like style Quick to pipe down when usually I fight back Now I'm lookin' like wow I came to learn that my main concern's gripping the mic down Wow, album number two, how comfortable, last one was for you This one is for you and for frontin' niggas too Comin' for you, now what you gonna do? [Hook] [Verse 2: Saigon] Run away with the moonlight Third eye too bright for me to lose sight And I'm only fuckin' with niggas that move right Can't rock with a man pants too tight You belong in the blue light district This prick take "ho nigga" to new height You in the strip club you might See a nigga throwing bread, no food fight, right Got a style like Ike The beat is my bitch, I'm wild for the night Soup's upside your head when I spit it Another DV tell the Feds I did it Get on TV with a Red Sox fitted Bet I won't go near Bed-Stuy with it You know I'm just kiddin, Earth is our turf I'm the person to say that first in my verse Don't let me be, just another one Just a statistic when I'm havin so much fun I'm in the boom-boom room with a poon-poon Lips smellin like perfume, wanna resume soon Put your money where your mouth is Bet you find your honey where my house is [Hook] [Verse 3: Saigon] I don't know what I'm runnin' from I don't know where I'm runnin' to Seems your dreams are not comin' true What the fuck are you gonna do? Stop it now? How dumb are you? How many lumps you want, one or two? Your future's right there in front of you Whatever you do with it is up to you Not for nothin' but who the fuck are you? Lot of other people are fucked up too You ain't the only one who luck's up, boo Life's a bitch, but you could fuck her too Like I said mami, it's up to you We don't do L's. W's I'm not comfortable with number two But it's up to you, it's up to you [Hook]