Dim Hotboii

[Intro]
Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, doesn't that sound like gunshots?
I just got this runtz runtz pack got my eyes low

[Chorus]
Got no time to run the street
I packed my bags up then hit the road, yeah
I bought a home in the suburb
I walk out the house, feel like I don't belong there
Police harassing me like every other night
Won't you let me just live my motherfucking life
Okay, okay, mean hoes, they talk to me nice
I know it's 'cause I flooded my neck up with ice

[Verse 1]
My lil' shooter in thе jam, I'm tryna get him home
I can't evеn talk 'bout murder with him on the phone
Okay, he know he not with it but he talk violent in his song
If we catch him, we gon' zip him, leave his body with a stone
I got my fire in my lungs, you gon' see fire when I blow
Why they call 'em kut da fan on 'cause that fire what he tote
I got shooters on commando, they still sliding if I'm wrong
Help me try to understand more why I'm dying for your love
Please, I put my heart right on my sleeve
Even if I dogged you, still don't want you to leave
And I ain't got no time to run no bitch down