Runway DJ Premier (Ft. Rome Streetz & Westside Gunn)

[Intro: Scratches & Rome Streetz]
That ol' real shit
True story
Ayo

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
They used to slide food through the slot in my cell, now we eat in a mansion (Uh-huh)
Diamonds like Prince Naseem in the ring dancin'
In Queens like Prince Hakeem with your queen, lampin'
I'm handsome, white girls love me like I'm part of Hanson (Uh-huh)
Mamis love me like I'm Bad Bunny (They do)
I've been that nigga out here havin' my way before I had money
Life a marathon, son, can't sprint on this long road
I was thinkin' like O-Dog instead of Sean Combs
Bad boy, I need a billion (Uh-huh)
Always knew that niggas could never hold me down, I'm too resilient
Zoom in the Beamer coupe, one button remove the ceilin' (Skrrt)
This MC'll shoot like Shyne, standin' on business (Blaow, blaow!)
Lot of niggas play the game, but a small fraction is winners
The others don't even know they losin', that shit ridiculous (Haha)
Before music, I was tuned in with the sniffers
Grams for blue strips in my mittens, real shit
We could either destroy or we could build shit
Pay attention to your circle, know who you deal with
Gotta know the difference between fraud and trill shit
These niggas washed, dropped a lot of albums, I don't feel shit