Ghost - Run It Up

I'm gone keep getting this money, I don't care what it take
Yeah, we gone run it up
I'm ready to go in his shit for a lil' bit of pape
Yeah, we gone run it up
Get the whole thing gone i don't even care if its shake
Yeah, we gone run it up
Still gone' spark if a lil nigga play in my face
Yeah, we gone burn it up
And they don't fuck with us, cause we run it up
Been that nigga, I had 60, I still rode the bus
Who gone tell me what
Get your pockets touched
Money been my motive, only beef about the bucks
I used to stand on the block with some killers and dealers and didn't even care bout the money
Got off my ass, I started to remix the bag for an ounce, I'ma charge you a hundred
Went from the booth to the trap with a Glock in my lap and wallahi I cut up an onion
I was just broke as a joke, couldn't laugh at it though cause I promise that shit wasn't funny
Count it up right, I was never a dummy
Laugh at the hoe if she tell me she love me
No parlaying, I just want the kuddi
Catch my man, I'm pressing the button
No Moneybagg, did it all of a sudden
You wasn't my mans when my pants was flooding
Now you around cause my shit lookin' lovely
Don't call me gang, I know who really for me
Call J-Mo, I know he get it done
He catch a hat, then he go on the run
Spinning broad day, give a fuck bout a sun
Run with that bitch, we ain't ditching no guns
Ghost on top, bitch, I been the one
Work all day, we ain't having no fun
Smoke out the pack, I might cough up a lung
Spin all night, then it's back to the funds
I'm gone keep getting this money, I don't care what it take
Yeah, we gone run it up
I'm ready to go in his shit for a lil' bit of pape
Yeah, we gone run it up
Get the whole thing gone i don't even care if its shake
Yeah, we gone run it up
Still gone' spark if a lil nigga play in my face
Yeah, we gone burn it up
And they don't fuck with us, cause we run it up
Been that nigga, I had 60, I still rode the bus
Who gone tell me what
Get your pockets touched
Money been my motive, only beef about the bucks
Niggas be fool, stay away from the crowd
Said what I said and I'm doubling down
Brodie took off, he ain't waiting for trial
They blow for me if I say that you foul
Heart of a lion, bitch, I'm on the prowl
Woke up to sweaty just pass me a towel
Hit in the neck, he can't utter a vowel
Hit in the stomach, watch him take a bow
Showed his true colors, it's over now
Still the same nigga, just older now
I'm on the phone with promoters now
He only tough when his hoes around
Brodie say blitz him, so I strike him down
You would've thought I was still on the mound
Bowling pin how I'm knocking him down
Hit everybody around
I'm gone keep getting this money, I don't care what it take
Yeah, we gone run it up
I'm ready to go in his shit for a lil' bit of pape
Yeah, we gone run it up
Get the whole thing gone i don't even care if its shake
Yeah, we gone run it up
Still gone' spark if a lil nigga play in my face
Yeah, we gone burn it up
And they don't fuck with us, cause we run it up
Been that nigga, I had 60, I still rode the bus
Who gone tell me what
Get your pockets touched
Money been my motive, only beef about the bucks

Written by:
Marcus Walker

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