Run Up a Bag
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run up a bag, yeah, yeah, yeah
A bag, yeah, yeah, yeah
Came from out of nowhere, got the game in they feelings
Acting like there ain't enough to go around
Shake it up a bit, I'm coming up to divvy up these millions
Gotta spoil the wife and children, I'm getting to the getting
My mission to get rich before I die though
Tell me is this beef something you would die for
Failure not an option, so I stay in grind mode
Pole a turn seven-footer into five-four
Ain't got time for it fuck the opposition
Built different, I thought it was a given
Thug living like I'm Pac in his prime, hit 'em up when I rhyme, yeah, anyone can get it
I do them shitty most of y'all afraid to rock with me
In my city, so you know I keep the Glock with me
Thinking clearly now I don't got all that wok in me
In my bag, you can tell because I walk different
Hit him with the chop, survive, bet he walk different
God willing, pray I make it out of how I'm living
Hands dirty from the mud, but it's how I get it
By myself, fuck a hand out, that's how I did it
So please excuse if I seem a bit distant
I'm hot now, now they want to pay attention
This for all my day one's in these trenches, yeah, we stand a big business
Word to Cheese, I'ma get a get it yeah
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run up a bag, yeah
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run up a bag, yeah, yeah
Hate to be the bearer of bad news
With D Wright on the beat, I can't lose
Run up and get dismantled
Man, it's hard to be this damn cool
You don't want this smoke, you damn fool
What you thought this was gonna be an easy win
This ain't cap, but it's cool, don't believe me then
Until this blick get to spittin' and it eats your chin
So don't pay me no mind, you can keep it then
I've been juggin' through this world so cruel
Can't afford to leave without any weaponry
You ain't cut from the cloth of my pedigree
This ain't happen by chance, this is destiny
When opportunity knock, then just let it be
This ain't a game, tryna stack all my cheddar cheese
I can't come second place, like the letter B
I'm on a level that you probably gonna never see
A nice check, I call it a lite flex
Yeah, you gotta maneuver the right steps
Put your family in place, it's like that
Yeah, you thought I was a goner, I'm right back
Ya bitch look at my dick as a nice snack
Yeah, I got them addicted, it's like crack
Fuck a hater, y'all can catch the crack of my white ass
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run up a bag
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run up a bag
A bag, yeah, yeah, yeah
Came from out of nowhere, got the game in they feelings
Acting like there ain't enough to go around
Shake it up a bit, I'm coming up to divvy up these millions
Gotta spoil the wife and children, I'm getting to the getting
My mission to get rich before I die though
Tell me is this beef something you would die for
Failure not an option, so I stay in grind mode
Pole a turn seven-footer into five-four
Ain't got time for it fuck the opposition
Built different, I thought it was a given
Thug living like I'm Pac in his prime, hit 'em up when I rhyme, yeah, anyone can get it
I do them shitty most of y'all afraid to rock with me
In my city, so you know I keep the Glock with me
Thinking clearly now I don't got all that wok in me
In my bag, you can tell because I walk different
Hit him with the chop, survive, bet he walk different
God willing, pray I make it out of how I'm living
Hands dirty from the mud, but it's how I get it
By myself, fuck a hand out, that's how I did it
So please excuse if I seem a bit distant
I'm hot now, now they want to pay attention
This for all my day one's in these trenches, yeah, we stand a big business
Word to Cheese, I'ma get a get it yeah
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run up a bag, yeah
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run up a bag, yeah, yeah
Hate to be the bearer of bad news
With D Wright on the beat, I can't lose
Run up and get dismantled
Man, it's hard to be this damn cool
You don't want this smoke, you damn fool
What you thought this was gonna be an easy win
This ain't cap, but it's cool, don't believe me then
Until this blick get to spittin' and it eats your chin
So don't pay me no mind, you can keep it then
I've been juggin' through this world so cruel
Can't afford to leave without any weaponry
You ain't cut from the cloth of my pedigree
This ain't happen by chance, this is destiny
When opportunity knock, then just let it be
This ain't a game, tryna stack all my cheddar cheese
I can't come second place, like the letter B
I'm on a level that you probably gonna never see
A nice check, I call it a lite flex
Yeah, you gotta maneuver the right steps
Put your family in place, it's like that
Yeah, you thought I was a goner, I'm right back
Ya bitch look at my dick as a nice snack
Yeah, I got them addicted, it's like crack
Fuck a hater, y'all can catch the crack of my white ass
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run up a bag
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run up a bag
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Writer(s): Joshua Isaacs
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