Tish Hyman - Running from the Cops lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Tish Hyman] Money is the motivation, I be laughing Cashing while you be hating, my whole path is on constant elevation While you ain't half of the half of the n***as that you came with, 25% I wouldn't pay 25¢ to hear you spit; I'd rather listen to my mama have s** You're too meek, and I pray you're not weak First b**h too funny, be my dinner of the week Posting pics on Instagram, instant damage, eating beets like I'm famished Damn right, I'm f**ing with a freak if she's Spanish Still getting money with the n***as that I ran with Back when that white stuff in my pocket wasn't no aspirin You want to get your a** kicked? f** with this black b**h Andy Milonakis, V-Nasty, aw sh** Y'all n***as really don't know what you started [Hook: Tish Hyman] When I was just a kid, I used to run from the cops, cops, cops And I never stopped, stopped, stopped Running from the cops, cops, cops Oh, my mama said don't you hang with them thugs, thugs, thugs But I like to do d**, d**, d** Make rhymes and get drunk, drunk, drunk [Verse 2: Andy Milonakis] I don't stutter when I spit, but I'm from the gut of hotness Andy Milonakis, holding ya hostage My best ain't dirty; they came from the street V-Nasty rolled through in the off-cream Jeep And Tish be rolling back-to-back She think I'm real fly when I'm acting black But I ain't acting like a fact in Tinactin Make a p**y do a backspin, no I ain't no has-been The husbands sure love me, the night, you lying f** with my family, you damn sure dying That's not a funny rapper, I said it cause I meant it It's Andy Milonakis; your rap name's rented I'm realer than your college philosophy teacher I'm in the club with Kanye; he paid me for a feature 60 raps, 60 stacks, 60 bams [Hook] [Verse 3: V-Nasty] I woke up this morning, stressed about a lot of sh** My mess up with money, so you know that's what I got to get Go is where I'm running to, got to get a lot of it If you've got more than me, it's a test that I be poppin' sh** Drop your sh**, lock your sh**, slow down if you're talkin' sh** If you need a good connect, me and you is talkin' bricks Yeah, I hit a lot of licks; I'm trying to be done with it You playing with my money, so I hope you're having fun with it Staying with my 40, I bet it be a drummer then I'm pimping on these b**hes, just know I like come with it f** the fist, got a center of investigation More and beaker to come on, I can't be patient Can't keep waiting, I'm about to start tripping Came to my mama's house, they all started dripping I'm not wasting time unless it's about profit b**h, I'm getting high, me, Tish, and Milonakis [Hook]