Running Scared

[Intro] We got that raw right off the brick When you turn up the volume on our shit They know we play the cards until they hit 'Cause we didn't come to fuck around [Verse 1] Yeah Seen these rappers livin' like kings Thought they had it all for they self Sold they soul to get 'em that budget Sell they ass, the devil gon' help And they ain't seen me as a threat But now I'm catchin' up and they backin' up And they runnin' scared Like Paul Walker, I'm hazardous for they health Ain't no White Parties, I rock black No Illuminati, nah, fuck that Got no occult in my catalog Just Raw Thoughts I won't take back No cagе around that could hold me No blackmail to control me Now I'm big boss like Tony Put out hits, thеy don't know me, huh Who put CT on blast? Webby did it, Webby did it Who taught these kids to rap? Webby did it, don't you get it? I just don't give a shit for these idiots, I'm pityless I kept it real while they sold out And I'm still out here straight killin' shit No rape case, no kiddie shit No Epstein, no Diddy list No weird celebrity sex charges Just laid up with a pretty bitch No record label, no money backers And your shit's what I'm comin' after So warning shot to the whole game Times up on these fuckin' rappers [Pre-Chorus] We got that raw right off the brick When you turn up the volume on our shit They know we play the cards until they hit 'Cause we didn't come to fuck around, so [Chorus] Just look around Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Yo, Scott, let me show these motherfuckers (We put it down) Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Watch yourself, you don't know me motherfucker (Said look around) Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') But they buggin', ain't no motherfuckin' runnin' We comin' for anyone from the second the speaker plugs And I promise this ain't no regular shit [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah See, I sent a chill through the room See 'em flinch hearin' my name Thought by now I would've lost steam Seventeen years up in this game When I be comin' they runnin' for cover These suckers are nothin', they duckin' and tuckin' they chains Arthur Morgan with it (Bang) I'm pullin' up with the gang (Yeah) Through the rain, through the flames, on the edge I've been down and I've been out But when they thought that I was dead When I put some birdshot in the pump as vultures circled overhead Pencil full of hot lead so step lightly when you tread (Baow) Who idependently pioneered? Webby did it, Webby did it Who be that guy they fear? Webby is it, Don't you get it? I'm the one these guys up in my lane are too afraid to face See, I could call these rappers out by name and still won't take the bait Don't believe me? Let me demonstrate it real quick (Watch) G-Eazy's a bitch and he won't say shit I'm that raw from the brick The one that they ain't fuckin' with And if you brave enough to take a shot then pray that you don't miss Webb [Pre-Chorus] We got that raw right off the brick When you turn up the volume on our shit They know we play the cards until they hit 'Cause we didn't come to fuck around, so [Chorus] Just look around Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Yo, Scott, let me show these motherfuckers (We put it down) Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Watch yourself, you don't know me motherfucker (Said look around) Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') Got 'em runnin' scared (Runnin') But they buggin', ain't no motherfuckin' runnin' We comin' for anyone from the second the speaker plugs And I promise this ain't no regular shit [Outro] Scott, I told you Got 'em runnin' scared Got 'em runnin' scared Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce I ain't come down to Miami to fuck around Got 'em runnin' scared Got 'em runnin' scared Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce I got a bone to pick with this fuckin' industry Got 'em runnin' scared Got 'em runnin' scared Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce I'm comin' at all these rappers now Every last one of em Fuck around and find out, yeah