Run Up to Me Pill (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)

[Chorus: Pill]
Run up to me
Run up to me
Run up to me
But you can't come to me for no handouts
Run up to me
Run up to me
Run up to me
But you can't come to me for no handouts

[Verse 1: Pill]
OK, this corner is going nuts, this paper keep folding up
The police keep rolling up, but that shit ain't holding up
Damn thing, cash man, I gotta have it
For cabbage I'm acrobatic, take your luggage and bag it
Respect this thugging, I'm at it
Bitches, fuck them, I'm maried
To trapping, cuffing and stacking
While you clubbing, I'm sacking
Up these dubs in this package, I'm in love with these karots
Hot for hundreds like rabbits, that's why I'm stuffing my mattress
Damn, ham, sausage, meat and baloney
In these streets ain't no homies, you gotta keep you a chrome piece
For niggas creeping up on thе
Most of the people is fonеy
Won't even feed you when hungry
The rute to eating is lonely
I said it, I meant it
If you don't like it, check it
After I get full, I'm still going back for seconds
Can't do nothing but respect it, when I whip them bands out
You need to walk the other way, if you got your hands out
For real