Kunci: Eb minor
Intro 1
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I just like the sound of it
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Grr, bow, bow,
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bow Grr,
Verse 1
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(bow)
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Y'all do not know me, I shoot like I'm Kobe
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That boy really tough on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
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I ain't for nothin', just check my portfolio
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Really come from a block
where they bang, bang
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oh, this Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you 'bout what you claimin',
then show me though
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One in the head, you gon' die tryna toe-to-toe
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Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
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If you thinkin' I'ma lose,
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then you dumb as fuck
Pop out, drippin' diamonds,
ooh, Bentley butter cup
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Youngest out my city, keep it smooth
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No security, you see me, but that Glock spit
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Youngest nigga doin' it,
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that's why I pop shit
VVS's drippin' water, it's like a mosh pit
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Really not shit, but I'm movin' like I'm hot shit
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Legal money comin' in, I started off robbin'
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True to evеrything I did,
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there's really no flagin'
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All my shit been goin' up, lil' nigga, no dodgin'
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And I'ma keep on comin' with thе heat,
I'm hoggin'
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Trench kid, glitter on the piece, stop sobbin'
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Why them niggas hatin'? It defeats my noggin
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If that ain't really your beef, stop sidin'
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Say you tryna run in these streets,
Run it up, run it up, run it up
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Niggas broke 'cause they be
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on that funny stuff (Broke)
Richard Mille, my wrist be on— (Ooh)
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I done came way too far, I can't fuck it up
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I got niggas that die by the gang, gang
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Stupid, be honest, you fuck with us
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Hearin' no one can slide, I be clutchin' up
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Know the haters mad, they got enough of us
Chorus 1
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Run it up, run it up, run it up,
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run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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Run it up, run it up, run it up,
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run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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I just stack up that money, I run it up
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Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
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What the fuck they gon' tell me?
My money up
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Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Verse 2
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Double up, run it up
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Lamborghini with the bubble guts
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Got them bands and I'm flexin',
I'ma stand on the business
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I get paper in the morning when I'm wakin' up
Make my bitch get your bitch,
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Make a hit with that switch,
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now my opps are dust
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Put my racks in the wall, now it's growin' rust
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Diamond chain get to swangin',
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Pinky ring get to singin' like Jodeci
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Double R and it came with a notary
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I see stars, I'm a star like it's 'posed to be
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I pop bars, only way I can go to sleep
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When my gang needed me,
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Put the Patek on, my wrist a masterpiece
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Put some diamonds on her
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Fuck these niggas, I'm up
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Kickin' my shit like I won the World Cup
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Start from the tip, baby, suck
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Beat that shit down, baby girl need a crutch
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Hunnids keep comin', you know that's a must
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If you talkin' money then we can
Chorus 2
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
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run it up, run it up, run it up, ooh
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Run it up, run it up, run it up,
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run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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Run it up, run it up, run it up,
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run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
C#m
I just stack up that money, I run it up
A
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Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
C#m
What the fuck they gon' tell me?
My money up
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Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Verse 3
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I been runnin' that money up, puttin' on
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Ain't no end to this trend, it's a marathon
Different breed, I might bust down
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Board a flight with them racks in my carry-on
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Talkin' 'bout money, you know who to call
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It look like a riot, I fucked up the mall
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She diggin', have me
and my whole circle, boss
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Gave me some top through my Ethika draws
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Earrings one-fifty, I'm thuggin', I'm hood
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I lock the screw back and put erasers on 'em
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Wide body Daytona, bending the corner
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Them hitters ain't renters, the tag Arizona
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Ain't get no diploma
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Shot dice for the J's, the freshest dude
You ain't gangster,
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you went, took the smooth route
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Ran it up, now my pockets look too stout
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Never enough, man, I gotta go get some more
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Sold enough gas to go buy me a Texaco
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Now I'm on the charts, I'm runnin' up streams
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My niggas still got what you need though
Built my name from the ground,
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It's just me versus me, beefin' with myself
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It was time I woke 'em up, they overslept
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Run it up, run it up, still ain't out of breath
Chorus 3
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Run it up, run it up, run it up,
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run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
A
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run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
C#m
I just stack up that money, I run it up
A
F#m
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
C#m
What the fuck they gon' tell me?
My money up
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F#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Outro 1
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