Marcolen Hayes - Runner Up lyrics

I ain't no runner up my team
Been winning fuck these commas up
I ain't no running up my team been winning
Fuck these commas up
I ain't no runner up unless we
Running up a check
Haters looking like what's next
Twist my fingers throw the set

I been running shit like andalay
Hit the plug up nigga
Fuck a front ain't no hosting
Nigga fuck a club
Slip threw the back door not threw the front
Iv been breed off what
Them hustlers are young
King i see my reign living long
I been killing it like every song
Got to hit the road
I'm never home plays in motion
Nigga make a move
Yal wouldn't last a day in my shoes
My nigga Geezy said I'm hella rude, got
Ya girl up in her birthday suit
Was like thesе niggas lame I'm coming threw
Free my nigga hot he sitting too
Rеal hustlers know this life
Ain't pick or choose
Ima keep it real and speak
The truth don't get a
Fuck about your interludes, mixtape trailers
And what's coming soon
Heart of the streets yea I keep it tuned
Need me seven rings like Robert horry off
That whole pie nigga not a portion
As I pull up they just in frenzy
Saying I'm a dog like spud McKenzie
Surf on these haters you know theirs plenty
Mixing back and fourth that henny Remy
Got me taking off just like a paramera seen a
King not in a pawn nigga in the mirror
So I keep my blunt filled
With my vision clearer

I ain't no runner up my team
Been winning fuck these commas up
I ain't no running up my team
Been winning fuck these commas up
I ain't no runner up unless
We running up a check
Haters looking like what's next
Twist my fingers throw the set

Applying pressure is what I ought to do
Then Run the playback like a audible
This that snapping rapping carter 2 spit
That hustler music how to move
Got that mo fire we letting loose keep
My hands up cause I hardly bruise
Be your own boss then you make the rules
Ain't talking chains I ain't talking jewels
Put your niggas in some boss positions keep
It black and white nigga no composition
When it comes to the
Team ain't no competition
Everyone of them shining all ceilings missing
Cut from a cloth where you see the
Difference player mentality to the scrimmage
Counting these bands up like
Fuck A image don't
Care about your bitch and your niggas feeling
Penny for my thoughts I
Want the millions this
Been years in the making I'm wilding out
Trapping and rapping at my
Sister house back then
They told me I was missing out
Shoutout all my fans and my supporters we
Some running rebels we don't follow orders
Taking these trips yea across
The border smoking
On gas yea I'm up a quarter
Police got a problem nigga call my lawyer no
Love in this game only for my daughter
Ima bring it back like
Richie porter break all
The work down and wrap in foil

I ain't no runner up my team
Been winning fuck these commas up
I ain't no running up my team
Been winning fuck these commas up
I ain't no runner up unless
We running up a check
Haters looking like what's next
Twist my fingers throw the set