Runner - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I like people who I can open up to

Who don't judge for what I say, but judge me for what I do

And when I think of people I look up to

My runner, my runner, my man

My runner, my runner, my man

I laugh when you say the wrong thing

Mouthing off to everybody else but me

They hit you with the rolled up magazine

My runner, my runner, my man

Load it up, know your trigger like the back of my hand

What's a couple grand rolled up in your pocket?

I won't tell nobody, baby, you don't tell nobody

Yes, I have done a couple bad things

Yes, I have done a couple bad, yeah

Load it up, know your trigger like the back of my hand