Run-Ins

Three people running

Officers on their tails—one, two, three, four

At least four officers there on the tails

Uh, you see officers there, in units still and on point

Run, lil' nigga, boy

Trying to catch whoever these men are. They get

Run, run

Keep running, yeah

This for my niggas on the run

The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat

My young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts

A hundred rounds quick to run a nigga in the ground

Run off, we go on the manhunt to run that nigga down

Tryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down

Run into my ex and now she giving me the run around

Got your bitch running errands cause we run the town

I don't need a clearance—tell them niggas, "Move the fuck around"

Been tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down

Runners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners

Nike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in

A bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in

Since you niggas counting pockets and get barely-up ends

A couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then

Running back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin

My other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten

I been running all my life

Having run-ins with the law, leave the engine running

Finna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play

Growing up as a young'un, I was a runaway

Outside in the cold with a runny nose

Roadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road

Had a run, ran it up, now we off and running

You might've caught me down bad but never caught me running

Two suspects cut through several Detroit neighborhoods

At a very high rate of speed

Eventually ditching the car and running their separate ways

One man surrendered after running for several blocks

This is all unfolding about a mile

from the city airport on Detroit's Eastside

It's unclear why they were chasing these men, in terms of police

But we are working to get more information for you as we speak

Grab his arms, I got his feet

Close the trunk

Count of three: 1, 2, 3!