Cassidy - I Run Philly lyrics

Killidelphia, Pistolvania
Put your bangers in the air
Yeah, I run Philly i get it, yeah
I get it, yeah i get it, yeah
I run Philly

All you niggas know I'm gettin' the bread
Cause everything I spill ill I'm
Kinda sick in my head the gun I grip so big
Even if it hit you fingertip you'd be dead
But you get hit in your head, prrrat
Cause I ain't from the city of suckas
Philly is the city with plenty of gun busters
And I go by the name of the hustler
My life rough, but I seen niggas with rougher
Look, I'm not a lyin' kniever
I'm not a bluffer i'm ballin'
But be in the street just like the Rucker
And this nothin' new, this what I do
I blew then crossed over like skip to my lou
So you could bet it all in a battle
I never lost
Cause I was never soft, I'm a predator
I set it off you know the feds involved when
Sprayin' the lead involved
But I'm marryin' my gun
I ain't callin' the weddin' off
Never ya'll, cause my fiance my gat
And you can say we been
Attached since way way back
It's like I can't stay away
Every day I'm strapped
They say the MAC go prrring
But the K go prrrat when I was locked in the
Cling you was better off
Whatever I said it dog
It ain't nothin' to set it off
And if it's beef
It ain't nothin' to let it off
Big, small, short, tall
I'm like it's whatever dog
I'm a boss, I got cheddar to floss
I don't look at the price
Cause whatever it cost, i got it


Ay yo I go by the name of the problem
I wanna thank my fans
For supportin' my albums
Look, y'all went and got 'em
I appreciate that
I appreciate cats that appreciate crack
Prrrat
I caught a case, but at least I ain't rat
I might not have went plat
But at least I ain't wack
Cause cats that be sellin'
Records sound pathetic
And cats that be movin' unit's sound foolish
And I don't feel I'm the illest
I'm just the truest
You rookies underground like sewage
I really do this
Been the coolest, been the flyest
Been the smoothest been the cutest
But the meanest and the rudest
And I can fight in Philly, we fish users
But I just grip Rugers, split medullas
When I was in a coma, you was better off
Whatever I said it dog
It ain't nothin' to set it off

On my last album
Y'all know the hustler battled the problem
Now everybody battlin' theyself
Everybody takin' my dances
When I was locked up I used to be like
"Damn" but now I'm this?
Come on man, be original
The hustler home, Larsiny Family
Full Surface, it's about to go down man
BARS be in stores real soon
Scream at me, easy