Dot Cromwell Uber N' Philly
Intro:
{Uber Driver}
"People are judged by the car they drive or what the hell they dressed or..."
"If someone doesn't know you, they don't know you. They don't know what you do, they can't judge you! They don't know what I do..."
"You only see what I...what you see, or you only hear what I told you"
Verse 1:
It's only me if i'm being real/
Lost in the matrix, I need the pill/
Freedom is still/
Something I question if i have yet/
All of my peers mad stressed/
Some depressed/
To busy grinding to see they blessed/
One eye open CBS/
Trynna shine, VVS/
Sold drugs then ironically I slaved for CVS/
My college loans multiplied I'm drowning in debt/
At least I'm trying, niggas I know never got off they step/
This is yours truly/
We unruly, but so cool/
We here to be the main character in our own movie/
Your character is typcasted/
Stick to the script and watch me write classics/
I'm half God, half black magic/
I'm mad tired of being mad and tired/
Only doing what I want now/
And take what I desire/
A nigga been to hell and back/
I came out on fire/
But I can tell you feel like me I'm preaching to the choir/
Run It/
Chorus:
Run it up/
My nigga run it/
Run it up/
See the money, see the money, see the money all we wanted/
Run it up/
My nigga run it/
Run it up/
See the money, see the money, see the money all we wanted/
Verse 2:
Ubers in Philly, they send choppers/
My backwoods spin proper/
And ever hoe I know is a spin doctor/
You bring attention to yourself you drawn tho/
Niggas quick to turn shit on bro/
Be safe tho/
My young jawn, got young jawns/
She go both ways/
Bitch nigga, real nigga/
Trust they'll both spray/
I don't care for none of ya'll most days/
My broadie trap jack got two apps/
Corrlinks, Jpay/
Run it/
Chorus:
Run it up/
My nigga run it/
Run it up/
See the money, see the money, see the money all we wanted/
Run it up/
My nigga run it/
Run it up/
See the money, see the money, see the money all we wanted/