Wale - Street Runner lyrics

[Verse 1:] The nerve of these n***as, they acting like they done already made it Practice make perfect, so perfect'll be my mama's maiden These n***as lame and uneducated and constipated What I lay every statement should be the defecation My denim made by respected Asians, I dress amazing My shirt so crazy I get away with some Sketchers Shape-Ups Such a lie for I couldn't get up out these Nike's Number five Tokyo don't even know the price b**h, we balling like we ain't harvesting for tomorrow We ain't no gangsters, but we gone mob up before we borrow Gold bottles, flow getting me Aziago With braggodacio like Randy Macho Man out the toro I'm a slim jim, it's designated to your lady Now that Benz friend, I'm sliding in that new Mercedes Or whatever her name is, she just likes to get famous And I bet she see the light, know that's Benjamin Franklin [Hook] [Verse 2:] Look, is this what you predicted? Look what you becoming It's funny privacy limits even though I'm living with comfort How can you really do it? How can you really love it? When women who never loved you is showing you so much of it Real n***as respect me, I ain't switch up my image Real women respect me, they can tell that I listen And little n***as is mad that I'm winning They got opinions, but got no b**hes Won't pop a pistol, pop up a midget God bless 'em, my cigar fill with all my stressing Don't own a mirror, but made a million simply reflecting Tell my respecters on Malcom X, I apply the pressure Lucaya closed from a line of row, no lying, go check it And I do this for the coaching And I'm hoping I can motivate and do it big as Oprah Word, real n***a sh**, you might gone need some help Hit the scene, guillotine, n***as head off theirselves [Hook]