Hit my Runtz so I get by
If you know
Well then hit yours too

Smoke I blow from the pen type
Yes I go for'em blinkers too

Mostly home, I be inside
Ya'll could say im an introvert

Stick and stones won't get by
Chill and stoned but the pen gon' work

Hurry hurry move ya feet to da floor
11:30, last checked on my phone
Getting sturdy like we Pop Smoke
When the clock strikes 3, hittin the road

Up in the kitchen be cooking in stoves
Palm is itching, you know how it goe$
I aint even tryna flex clothes
Any watches or diamonds, leave you with those

R-E- Double D - O - T, in this bitch
Feel like Corleone, Im flippin a switch
17 - 40, shot "caller" 
Never was "phony" with the shit that I spit

O.T.O.T, yeah Im hitting the swish
Buzzer beater got me feeling like Kobe (bean)
Been dope since a teenager
This the new flavor that I mix with my music

I be loose in
yeah I do's it
with the crew here
steady cruising

no shooting
no voilence
cuz we peaceful
this the movement

this is RealWrld
We the real deal
Know we been heard
Fuck a chill pill

With the ill flows
I be indoors
Any beat bruddah
Imma kill those

Hit my Runtz so I get by
If you know
Well then hit yours too

Smoke I blow from the pen type
Yes I go for'em blinkers too

Mostly home, I be inside
Ya'll could say im an introvert

Stick and stones won't get by
Chill and stoned but the pen gon' work

I know a bro with all of the talents but then his own soul detached from him
Physically present but mentally gone, the shit from the past caught up to him
He got in a ward, this aint no grammy
It's more of a place they trap you in
Ain't no facade, hope you find God
Go seek for the light through immaculate

Unpacking the challenges throughout the daily
It's crazy and hectic like everyday
Souls infected, like two, inspite of the blue
I still got a smile on my face

More I get used to it, calluses build
I'm out in the field, still running the place
Ain't know where to go, I trust in my faith
I'm painting it red with no gun on my waist

So I do what I can, Do what you can't do
Student of rap, snoozed in the classroom
Flu on the track, mood's, in a vacuum
Crew got my back, Ion know aboutchoo

Stoo, where I'm at, proven, the dopest
Prudence of my music it don't miss
Influence that I brew when I flow spit
Congruent to how I grew up, no shit

Hit my Runtz so I get by
If you know
Well then hit yours too

Smoke I blow from the pen type
Yes I go for'em blinkers too

Mostly home, I be inside
Ya'll could say im an introvert

Stick and stones won't get by
Chill and stoned but the pen gon' work

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