[Intro]

It's Mawcus

One and only (woah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (ugh)

[Verse 1]

I been kicking crazy since before my momma water broke

I can see the fruits of my labor, don't got to martyr-mode

Leaving out your signature's exactly how a goner goes

I won't trick myself out the spoils, no need to call it close

Mere mortal sonder, can't squander, I learned the lessons

Skewered, perception tinted, then I cleared up the lenses

Suspenseful, it get foggy like my whip's windows, smoke billows

Folks still throw cheap shots, cream crop

I'm a phenom, truly, you just meant to keep the seat hot

And a lot of the ottoman, can't forget I'm the optimum

Really shouldn't be no shock to them, I run this lane

And my thorough never come in vein, I kept it subtle in discussion

When I sensed that, you ain't cut like better clothes

These hoes think they cold like we don't know we Eskimos

Like it's nine fifty-nine, bout time I tend to it

Fugazi, I fend through it, Zen through it

[Chorus]

Don't give me that runaround (runaround)

Don't give me that runaround (runaround)

Cause imma sprint to it, baby, what I been doing

Cause I been looking for answers that got no hints to it

And ever since, foolish, so

Don't give me that runaround (runaround)

Don't give me that runaround (that runaround)

Cause I won't stick to it, no matter how you trip through it

Believe I caught how you add your revisionist to it

I don't even vent through it, been through with

[Verse 2]

Conniptions get me tensed up, but it get my wind up

Prerogatives not mixed up, crunch-time, I won't wince up

Niggas hollering big bucks, that they never picked up

What I get a sense of; you never real or you switched (up)

Motivation in the midst of, smoke Knuckles the Echidna

It's punching, and my bitch got that Brita

Good water out the filter, brodie scrolling, need a filter

We gon bill it, and no mask could hide my aura like Rip, or Chauncey Billups

I'm riffing, but I been sturdy with wording before you feel him, a pillar (right)

Remind them of the rook, not the rookie (right)

I don't got it made, I just traveled well and took heed (yeah)

Reason why that matter, cause honesty walk a good lead

Heavy hearted, I ain't meek at all (Ugh-uh)

He five-eleven, why they treat him like he speak so tall?

The same as Icarus, want to see me fly or see me fall

Either way, another spectacle you meet with awe

At least I try, cause some finessing ain't finessing when you use that as a crutch

So we, keep it husky just to motivate the pups

Then I, remain the realest I should be and never stunt

Unless it's on my course, I can't force my debonair shut

Fuck the petty stares, I'm taking the better stairs up

I don't need your elevation if you stingy where you place it

Hubris leads to Anubis, I'm cool if you never made it

Save your excuses, cause my time tainted, so (oh, oh)

[Chorus]

Don't give me that runaround (runaround)

Don't give me that runaround (runaround)

Cause imma sprint to it, baby, what I been doing

Cause I been looking for answers that got no hints to it

And ever since, foolish, so

Don't give me that runaround (runaround)

Don't give me that runaround (that runaround)

Cause I won't stick to it, no matter how you trip through it

Believe I caught how you add your revisionist to it

I don't even vent through it, been through with

[Outro]

Wooo, yeah

Keep that shit too, on God

Keep all that shit! Undeniable!

Who could touch me? No one

When I get in this booth, it's a slaughter-fest

That's it nigga, Mawcus