[Verse 1]

I Run fast while guns blast

To contrast lets broadcast

The death of my punk ass

On television bitch I had the vision

This is Part 1 like we do division

Then we Plus once now we do addition

Do a demolition of yo institution

Bitch im introducin all the sick producing

While You are losin all my contact

Dont hit my phone I won’t call back

Yo girl number calling bitch I answer that

She smell my cologne but we in Amsterdam

Jump out the coupe with my colt 45

Bumpin all my tunes man the votes dont lie

Now you can also bump all my tracks on Spotify

Just be careful I dont want yo car to catch fire

May I close my case

Just you listen to this bass

Look at the scars along my face

Look at the Skies they filled with grace

Look at my eyes now listen closely

R I P to mister Mosby

Listen to my words

Cause they might become yo curse

[Chorus]

No reason to run

No reason to hide yuh

No reason to drive when police pull up beside

Run when I pull up to the spot where you reside

Guns that I pull up are all custom modified

No reason to run

No reason to hide

No reason to run

No reason to hide

Run when I pull up to the spot where you reside

Guns that I pull up are all custom modified

[Verse 2]

Keep this in mind that im not the kinda guy

You want to mess with cause I always know where you reside huh

Wanna die?

Piece of cake piece o pie never lie huh

You might get fried huh (sort)

Ride around in my Skoda

You always ride my back like Luke Skywalker do wit yoda

You driving a lada

If this is a game of flow yo score so far would be nada

[Chorus]

No reason to run

No reason to hide yuh

No reason to drive when police pull up beside

Run when I pull up to the spot where you reside

Guns that I pull up are all custom modified

No reason to run

No reason to hide

No reason to run

No reason to hide

Run when I pull up to the spot where you reside

Guns that I pull up are all custom modified