[Chorus]

Running - from the - one - two

They say - you the - one - too

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too

Running - from the - one - two

Balling - like u - two - three

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too/running

[Verse 1: JSA]

Everyday shit I make shift they down play

Make waves I down shift but never downgrade

Same chick, show her luv every Wednesday

All day, she gonna do whatever him say

Dude say he got the heat that's the sensei

Dusse 22 twos I'm the new jay

Beltway 695 wit a Pompey Never jam hella yams run it like A Usain

Black on black crime niggas in the system

Black on black luv me her n his sister Raise the cost of living

Open more prison

Please don't kill my vibe Police still killing niggas

Where foresight meets floor seats

Jedi mind tricks, & the force meets

Rich niggas and the poor speak

Try Walk in my shoes u gon have sore feet/runnin

[Chorus]

Running - from the - one - two

They say - you the - one - too

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too

Running - from the - one - two

Balling - like u - two - three

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too/running

[Verse 2: Dude Clayy]

Im not the type of dude to stay in my feelings

But I’m the type of dude to stay in the building/ain’t no kicking me out

I book a spot and I don’t stay at the Hilton’s

Four seasons I’m conducting my business, Are you feelin me now

We drowning in a world full of copyrights

And every rapper swear that he the best

I wish a nigga tell me what I should be like

And ima put that Shit to the test

I was born to be a victim

Then I finger fucked the system

Either dead or you in prison get that money then I spend it

We get benches like gymnast/man

I treat yo girl like an apprentice

Ima cold dude but I’m bloody

My niggas love it, if I’m down twenty then you flip another

We gon kill each other

I’m the sickest to ever been motherfucker sicker than me or Donald Glover died of hunger

[Chorus]

Running - from the - one - two

They say - you the - one - too

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too

Running - from the - one - two

Balling - like u - two - three

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too/running

[Verse 3: Tate Kobang]

You ever had to rob to get yo rent nigga

You Talking shooters I got extras on my bench nigga

Always been a solid nigga not a bitch nigga

Shit Let me talk my shit nigga

I told every rap label I need six figures

And any rap niggas dissing getting disfigured

I was down bad homeless for like six winters

And the mission never changes fuck bitches get richer

Black hoody black Glock I’ma activist

Two cups wit the drink it’s a activist

Like what is coming after this

I prolly back to home invasions fuck this rapping shit

[Chorus]

Running - from the - one - two

They say - you the - one - too

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too

Running - from the - one - two

Balling - like u - two - three

Only - number - fitty - two

Luv me - luv my - city too/running