that cho

Ayy, I guess I ain't really think 'bout me

Folks want me to get better

Don't call me like what you want

You know I want whatever

I'm knowing what I protect

I'm holding this shit forever

I don't care how much we separate

I'll still hold us together

'Cause we still two birds with one feather

You know you still my brother

Kill for you but no other

We like we came from same mother

I've been running to that, tryna run, run, running to that, tryna

To that, been running to that, yo

From here running to that, stop

I've been gunning for so long

Can't even hear nothing like headphones

Only walk near that, that ain't strong

That gas hot tear, that shit is gone

If that's a hot tear then back it up

I can't currently stay in my track, it's stuck

You can firmly fear my sniper tongue

Could be like sheers, she fight for her life

She was trapped in tears, she crying for none

I don't even take this serious, she's biting for none

Guess some of your parents would die for fun

Some of my kids disappear right on that tongue

She want 'em, bet she want tomorrow, yeah

Press the point, put it on

She put it on stone, yeah

Acetone, that's a toxic, inhaler, ah, yeah

Ah, she can feel the frostbit, hand on my faucet

I done lost it to my brain, and then I tossed it

In vain, need it, got my sane, need it, feeling hostage

I feel my soul empty, yeah, it's positive

I need like two of me, like oxygen

Running, running, running, run, run, running to the Joe

I'm running, running, running, running to the Joe

I'm running, running, running, yeah, running to the Joe

I'm running, running, running, run, run, running to the Joe

Running, running, running, running to the Joe

Running, running, running, run, run, running to the Joe

Running, running, running, run, run, running to the Joe

Running, running, running, running to the Joe