[Lyric] Coach P (Pilla B)

[Bridge]
Run Forrest
Heard he ran off with the pack
We at your Mama house, till you bring it back
Run Forrest
On your block, I do a lap
You would've thought me and my niggas runnin track

[Intro]
They don’t want no war I’m getting money
So I’m doin' what I want
I take my bitch and we gon' buy up all the stores
I take like two and prolly then that shit to four
Ok Let’s Go
I’m talkin bricks, I’m Talkin zones
But I ain’t talking on no phones, I press a button
Bodies dropping on the floor
White chalk and they got bodies on the floor
Ok Let’s Go
Ain’t no new niggas round me though
Cuz all my niggas dead and gone
So I ain’t worried bout no dogs
Cuz all my brothers popping off
[Hook]
Fresh up off the jugg and I’m focused on a mill. (Focused on a mill) Coming from the hood but I’m headed to the hills (Said I’m headed to the hills)
Fresh up off the jugg and I’m focused on a mill (Focused on a mill) Coming from the hood but I’m headed to the hills (Said I’m headed to the hills)

[Verse]
I bet they tired of lying
I bet them bad bitches tired of lying
My demon hit me, said he’s tired of riding
I bet them opp niggas tired of dying
Where I’m from it’s dead bodies and sirens
Don’t talk to cops, yeah we live off the silence
But I’m fuckin with scholars
Got bad bitches tryna gimme the knowledge
I’m tryna tell 'em I’m a big nigga; big chain, big watch
Big Mac, not the one at McDonalds
You a big dog tryna run off with the pack
And you got big problems, big problems
I’m tryna say I’m on some big tings
I hit the jeweller for a big ring
Buy a body for a big ting and I ain’t dissing tho
I got love for all the slim tings
They can both slide on this ting

[Hook]
Fresh up off the jugg and I’m focused on a mill. (Focused on a mill) Coming from the hood but I’m headed to the hills (Said I’m headed to the hills)
Fresh up off the jugg and I’m focused on a mill (Focused on a mill) Coming from the hood but I’m headed to the hills (Said I’m headed to the hills)
[Bridge]
Run Forrest
Heard he ran off with the pack
We at your Mama house, till you bring it back
Run Forrest
On your block, I do a lap
You would've thought me and my niggas runnin track