Lyrics J.I. – Run It Up
Text:
Yeah
Honestly, I like where I’m about to go with this
(Santangelo)
Had to go and chase the bag
If ya talkin’ outcha face
Imma take it as a threat
Disrespect, I’ll have automatics aiming at ya neck
Any final words left, better say it with ya chest
I eat like a winner
For times I went to sleep for dinner
This for all the times I was afraid to speak
Now I’m Finna
We Don’t play
You should watch the way you speak when ya with us
You better pray to God I’m buried 6 feet deep if ya hit us
Ya Girl, I already had
You look weak when you with her
Just cause you touchin guns don’t mean you gone kill us
I don’t gotta touch your gun, I still be with them killers
Cause even the King of the Jungle used to be with gorillas
Who is you, everybody that you with is irrelevant
I’m only 16 doing things that you never did
You’re weak
You’ll get blown by the wind, cause you delicate
Got weapons that’ll separate your skin from ya skeleton
Been finessing since a youngin
Don’t know what imma do
I ain’t never take a L
You got Luck if I do
We gone run it up
They just mad cause I’m coming up
We gone run it up
Been finessing since a youngin
Don’t know what imma do
I ain’t never take a L
You got luck if I do
They just mad
Why they mad? (Lemme show you why)
Was in the booth, now I’m hopping out
Pulled up on ya block, you ain’t poppin out
And they be talking like you really want it
When I pull up on ’em, Imma knock ’em out
You closing doors Imma bang on ’em
Spot a opp, get to gaming ’em
Taking shots but they not pullin’
Got a hundred bullets with ya name on ’em
I don’t pay attention
I don’t got it on me
I’m not broke, I got a lot of money
Now a days everybody fake
If I had a friend you was lying on me
How is that your bro, he not dying for you
You said he nice, he was lying to you
You talking crazy like you want smoke
When I can easily supply it for you
We can really get it, let me demonstrate it
Got a automatic that’ll levitate ’em
I’m so down to earth like I meditated
Everybody mad cause I’m elevated
Like elevators, I got hella haters
And he mad that I got hella paper
There’s a lot of people that I don’t like
I don’t rock with ’em like I’m segregated
This ain’t fair to me
I’m who they not prepared to be
I be moving carefully
Cause don’t nobody care for me
Nobody was there for me
I be where you scared to be
I run ya block, you scared of me
Cause I been finessing since a youngin
Don’t know what Imma do
I ain’t never take a L
You got luck if I do
They just mad cause I’m coming up
We gone run it up
They just mad cause I’m coming up
We gone run it up
Been finessing since a youngin
Don’t know what Imma do
I ain’t never take a L
You got luck if I do
They just mad cause I’m coming up
We gone run it up
They just mad cause I’m coming up
We gone run it up