Run It Up

Cardio high
Boy I bet them haters feel that
On them long runs
Boy that's where I got the skill at
Put me in the game
I'm usually where I get them wins at
I ain't never stopping
Even if they copy
Punch line Kris
I should have been a pro boxer
Talking about that milage
I'm summa cum laude
Yeah, I'm finna to take the game way up
So far ahead I wouldn't hear you screaming wait up
Alfred Nomad got the boy going mad
If we're talking about that time
Then you know I'm in my bag
Uh, tell them boys better run it up
Bringing heat like the oven do
Tried to tell her ain't another dude
I tried to tell them we'll never lose

Run it up
Run it up
You're moving out of shape
I see you ain't run enough huh
I'm in it for the long haul
This run a marathon like that brother from Crenshaw
Yeah
Run it up
Run it up
You say you're getting to it
But you got to pick it up
I'm so high man I won't fall
This a marathon
We're in it for the long haul

Speak in all caps cause you lie with a bold face
I stay in my bag should have signed to post mates
The rhyme killer with more personas than ghost face
Praying everyday but I see you got no grace
Been rocking crowds since 08
Might start a non profit rapping over organs
And get niggas to donate
How many who flip is unsettling
Barely took breaks now I see you back peddling
Mercy me
Can't help I'm so clean
That's so OCD
You couldn't mess with my old CD
Whether LLC or 501(c)3
You'll always have to run me my fee, now

Run it up
Run it up
You're moving out of shape
I see you ain't run enough huh
I'm in it for the long haul
This run a marathon like that brother from Crenshaw
Yeah
Run it up
Run it up
You say you're getting to it
But you got to pick it up
I'm so high man I won't fall
This a marathon
We're in it for the long haul



Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Genius, Christopher Jackson, Alfred Coles Jr
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