Runnin It Up lyrics
by Rome Streetz
[Verse 1]
Ayo, you bums posing like major players is bench warmers
Dirty n*ggas in designer but that stench on ya ('f*ck outa here)
p*ss poor performance got nothing for us (Nothin!)
That four door Ford turned to a foreign
I bossed up and putting in plenty work
Something I wouldn't call up (Nah)
Plenty peers here in this rap sphere, but they all suck (These n*ggas trash!)
At square one, washed up stupid on stuck
Lately I've been running it up globally, getting bucks (Uh-huh)
Got a wanderlust, a one on one like Mr. Wonderful
The Wonder Woman trying to come and f*ck (Yah)
Your album cover get blunt ashes, dust to dust
Out to be thе black Elon Musk
With a trailer load of dough when the globе in the cobra clutch (Money!)
I'mma manifest it, Benz invested
Get blammed if you ever bit the hand that fed sh*t (Ba, ba)
Finesse the plan was getting scammed bread off Craigslist
[Hook]
Running it up, you just running your mouth (Stupid)
Only thing to talk about is the money amount (Money)
That's really it, I been had the whole world in my fist (Uh-huh)
Playing for the paper, pretty girl on my di*k, n*gga
Running it up, you just running your mouth (Shut the f*ck up)
Only thing to talk about is that money amount (That money)
That's really it, I been had the whole world in my fist
Playing for the paper, pretty girl on my di*k (Uh-huh)
[Verse 2]
I been Usain Bolting through the sh*t I should win a medal (Uh-huh)
Been putting n*ggas in a hole, there's dirt on my shovel (n*ggas dead!)
Evolved from a sneaky n*gga making plots to mug you
Masked man behind the muzzle now my music bubble (Uh-huh)
I still clicking on you like the seat belt buckle (Ba, ba, ba)
If it ain't gang, f*ck you
It's only our streets left me scarred still got teeth marks on my knuckle (Mmh)
Now I'm hopping out of space shuttles
I been around the world like Puff and Ma$e running up the cake
How I did it left them bums face puzzled
Been selling bundles with the stamps now it's plenty stamps
On the passport page I'm doing sh*t you n*ggas can't
I'm high in France, you on Twitter, writing rants
A legend like Jerry Rice your nose bleeding in the stands
Watching me ball like a fan
Started off with no plan ,a gram and a hand full of Xans (I did)
Navigating through the zombie land like The Last of Us (Uh-huh)
Narcan resurrect the fiend like Lazarus
He still get high, buy quicker than I can bag it up
Addicted to the bag, the cash give me a massive rush (Money)
[Hook]
Running it up, you just running your mouth (Stupid)
Only thing to talk about is the money amount (Money)
That's really it, I been had the whole world in my fist (Uh-huh)
Playing for the paper, pretty girl on my di*k, n*gga
Running it up, you just running your mouth (Shut the f*ck up)
Only thing to talk about is that money amount (That money)
That's it, I been had the whole world in my fist
Playing for the paper, pretty girl on my di*k (Uh-huh)
You know the Steez
"M- Mind on my money"
"With my m-, mind on my money"
"M- Mind on my money"
"M- Money on my mind"
"M- Mind on my money"
"With my m-, mind on my money"
"M- Mind on my money"
"And my m- money on my mind"
[Outro:]
"Don't-, don't you try to bullsh*t me, boy. We all on the hustle"