Run It Up
I don't wanna give you my heart cause there ain't no love in it
And I don't wanna hit your cup cause there ain't no drugs in it
In the streets, I love so much, feel like I'm stuck in it
And I don't know what to say
I drunk hella red bulls but that shit don't help me fly way too
Bro to put his mask on, don't you listen to a future saying
Niggas ain't as solid as you think, reason that I caught a case
And I don't know what to say
Can you tell me why I'm losing all my friends to the graveyard or the pen
Man, this shit don't make no sense
Can you tell me why I'm losing all my friends to the graveyard or the pen
Man, this shit don't make no sense
Cause I drunk hella red bulls and that shit don't help me fly way too
Bro to put his mask on, don't you listen to a future saying
Niggas ain't as solid as you think, reason that I caught a case
And I don't know what to say
I live a rockstar lifestyle and I might not make it
Guns shooting hella fire but they leave cold cases
And I can't let them see me shed a tear to think I'm breaking
All my charges, Earl Spence, they screaming, man down
He's so young, he don't know how to drive, that's why he ran down
I'm the hottest in my city, I guess that's why niggas be fanned out
Yeah, yeah
And they be screaming L-O-V-E but don't even know the meaning
I don't even like to sleep but I see phil while I'm dreaming
I don't even go to clubs if I can't bring my whole team in
No more white niggas hate, I guess me shining be the reason
You sing your name in black and white, that's the reason we ain't speaking
But we got run it up, up, up to the ceiling
We gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
We gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
No, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, we gone run it up
And I don't wanna hit your cup cause there ain't no drugs in it
In the streets, I love so much, feel like I'm stuck in it
And I don't know what to say
I drunk hella red bulls but that shit don't help me fly way too
Bro to put his mask on, don't you listen to a future saying
Niggas ain't as solid as you think, reason that I caught a case
And I don't know what to say
Can you tell me why I'm losing all my friends to the graveyard or the pen
Man, this shit don't make no sense
Can you tell me why I'm losing all my friends to the graveyard or the pen
Man, this shit don't make no sense
Cause I drunk hella red bulls and that shit don't help me fly way too
Bro to put his mask on, don't you listen to a future saying
Niggas ain't as solid as you think, reason that I caught a case
And I don't know what to say
I live a rockstar lifestyle and I might not make it
Guns shooting hella fire but they leave cold cases
And I can't let them see me shed a tear to think I'm breaking
All my charges, Earl Spence, they screaming, man down
He's so young, he don't know how to drive, that's why he ran down
I'm the hottest in my city, I guess that's why niggas be fanned out
Yeah, yeah
And they be screaming L-O-V-E but don't even know the meaning
I don't even like to sleep but I see phil while I'm dreaming
I don't even go to clubs if I can't bring my whole team in
No more white niggas hate, I guess me shining be the reason
You sing your name in black and white, that's the reason we ain't speaking
But we got run it up, up, up to the ceiling
We gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
We gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
Oh, we gone run it up, up, up to the ceiling
No, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, we gone run it up
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Writer(s): Russell Gordon
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