Baby, baby, baby, baby Baby, I've been on the run But I will never run from your love If you feel unsafe, it is a gun Not right there, just a little above I bet you my relationship is forever But I've been cheating on the girls Broke up with these dogs, need a new pup Had a hard ride, probably sendin' two up Poof, it's gotta be in my lungs I'm smokin' green Chopper on me, I don't talk I just love to be me I ain't leave a clue on the scene Close range, so I got blood on my jeans Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my jeans Bank rolled up, I've been swimmin' in green Still a blue-faced king Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean I know my haters hate to see me succeed If they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me Bitch, you got me laughin', ha-ha Q-Tech, get to rappin' I'm your father, don't matter if you older They say age is just a number That's the case, I'm way over These niggas get shit, and these bitches get shit That dick that they get it Pour it backstage, pass shit, suck a dick Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket Walk through the night with my Glock like a creep But my shirt makes it more than my shoes, double C I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you You stuck with me, apologies for my fear Baby, I've been on the run But I will never run from your love If you feel on my dick, there's a gun It's not right there, just a little above I value my relationship as forever But I've been cheatin' on the girls Broke up with these dorks, I needed a new plug Hit up Hot Rod, Pontius, I need two of them Puppets got me in my lungs, I'm smokin' green Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beat Let my dick bust it under, then leave I ain't leave a clue on the scene Close range, so I got blood on my jeans Close range, so I got blood on my jeans