Run the numbers Run, run the numbers Run, run the
Run the numbers
Still gon' be here for a couple summers
I mean more than that
A couple more perhaps
I'm finna prove that I'm more than an up-and-comer
Up and running
Twenty-eighteen I was under
Made a couple friends but never changed my brothers
Cos the fake ones always go undercover
Imma keep going at y'all throats till I cop a crib for my mother, yeah
Run the numbers
Run, run the numbers
It's twenty-nineteen, you'd think niggas would do better But the fuckery never ends
Run the numbers
Most pf these niggas just dumb and dumber What happened to bigging up one another
I might just switch to another genre
Run, run, run the numbers
Made this beat and I ripped it in a million pieces Run, run the numbers
Bitch, it's chameleon season
