Run it Up ft. Luke Knotts & Lildre4x Lyrics

Yeah, ayy

All of the ways I been feelin'

I know it don't feel right

Trappin' that shit til the morning Then I'ma go catch a flight

Why can't I get out my ways?

I'm tired of livin' this way

I need to get myself straight

But I'm out here runnin' up every day

You should already know how I am comin'

I get to the bag and fuck it

I don't even care about nothin' More I'm up funds every day

I've been down one time, but I am still up in every way

You is so broke, need to get up, ya pape

Ayy, all of my bitches both ways Don't know if she straight or she gay

We fuck in the front, I hit from the back I told that bitch, have a good day

You niggas cannot relate You niggas is not like JEE

That bitch a doormat, she gettin' ran through all night and day

RKO the pussy like I'm Orton False claims, bitch, you not important

Put that on the gang, yeah, I never lack

Belt to ass, yeah, I bet he remember that

Told big bro, yeah, I promise to never cross And I know I'm the shit, I'm like Kodak Black

I could do the shit in yo face

You gon' be like, damn, I ain't notice that

Yeah, it's JEE, uh

All of the ways I been feelin'

I know it don't feel right

Trappin' that shit til the morning Then I'ma go catch a flight

Why can't I get out my ways?

I'm tired of livin' this way

I need to get myself straight

But I'm out here runnin' up every day

You should already know how I am comin'

I get to the bag and fuck it

I don't even care about nothin' More I'm up funds every day

I've been down one time, but I am still up in every way

You is so broke, need to get up, ya pape

Get to the cash, no Cobain

Run it up, can't do it while you're lonely

Pray to God, I'ma stick with the homies

Pray to God, I'ma stick with the homies

Stack chase, I'ma do it forever Count, less chattin', and clutchin' Berettas

Told me she love me, but no, I won't let her

All in my closet, and rock my sweater, uh

Fuckin yo bitch, now I'm doin' her bad

She come runnin', you make her mad

Sayin' you broke and you ain't got cash

Fuck your emotion, I'm sayin' you sad

T-Y-B, I got it from Luke

Gave me advice, said, do what you do

Stackin' this cheddar and countin' this blue

Always blessed, I ain't sayin achoo

Always blessed, I ain't sayin achoo

All of the ways I been feelin'

I know it don't feel right

Trappin' that shit til the morning Then I'ma go catch a flight

Why can't I get out my ways?

I'm tired of livin' this way

I need to get myself straight

But I'm out here runnin' up every day

You should already know how I am comin'

I get to the bag and fuck it

I don't even care about nothin' More I'm up funds every day

I've been down one time, but I am still up in every way

You is so broke, need to get up, ya pape