Run It Down Pouya & Rocci

[Intro: André 3000]
But it's like this, though
I'm tired of folks, you know I'm sayin'?
Them close minded folks, you know I'm sayin'?
It's like we got a demo tape, but don't nobody wanna hear it
But it's like this, the South got something to say
That's all I got to say

[Chorus: Rocci]
Got your money, got your paper
We can run it down tonight
Ooh, everybody else a hater
I don't give a damn, you're right
Got your money, got your paper
We can run it down tonight
Ooh, everybody else a hater
I don't give a damn, you're right

[Verse 1: Pouya]
I need four forty-fives and a MAC by my side
When I go out of town and I roll them dice
You, you went by the Pittsburgh
So I gotta intern, hopin' that the test go right
I've been tossin' and turnin', knowin' that you perfect
Baby, you've been on my mind
Now I'm all alone with a cracked iPhone
Sittin' down sideways, stayin' up all night
So I gotta fill a void, now I'm back in a Porsche
Mikey tellin' me to slow down
Hands in the field, now I'm back in the show
Damn mic in my hand, guess I'm back in a showdown, yeah
Backend, hit it, sold out, did it
Guess I'm back on the road, gotta tend to business
Came a long way from pickin' up plates, gettin' no tips
Havin' to mop and wash dishes