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Trace. & Mello - Run It Up (Official Audio)
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Trace.
Trace.
Songwriter
Kaleb Mathias Benoit
Kaleb Mathias Benoit
Songwriter

Lyrics

Money Drugs Women Thugs Diamonds Clubs Crips Bloods Kick Drums Black Lungs But fuck it imma run it up They keep telling me to work less and party more But ain't nothin' coming out of my life being dirt poor 'Cuz I been broke my whole life, ain't nothin' come of it (nope) I been struggling my whole life I'm tired of it "But you're too focused on the motherfucking money bruh" But you don't know the feeling of having nothin' when you're coming up So when I get it, you're damn right I'll fuckin' spend it Drop a 100 on some foreign seats, ain't 'bout to go and rent it (Ha) I'm workin' hard for the things that I have Ambition runnin' too fast, I couldn't keep up with class So do I drop out or just sit there and just watch my dreams pass Is this my chance? Is this a test? I pray to God that I pass Money couldn't change me Through it all remain the same me They don't get where I'm coming from All they focus on Money Drugs Women Thugs Diamonds Clubs Crips Bloods Kick Drums Black Lungs But fuck it imma run it up Money Drugs Women Thugs Diamonds Clubs Crips Bloods Kick Drums Black Lungs But fuck it imma run it up Money in my blood, all I think about is Benjamins Came up from the mud, oh I think I'm bout to sin again I keep it runnin' up, all I'm gonna do is win again Money is my drug and I think it's gonna be my end Alcohol keeps me tipsy Sippin' whisky Drugs make me feel like I'm whippin' in a 10 speed "You should go and parties" Bitch that don't impress me Parties were the reason I was sleeping on the money Ain't it funny How they all see it These children watch the rappers fuckin' up and wanna be it Hanging round the town where everybody knew the gangs were Sold a couple grams, now he thinkin' he a gangsta But it's all good Yeah it's all new It was just weed Fuck, now it's coke too Money got him stuck in a cell, he eatin' cold food Damn I fuckin' wish you would've listened with I told you Run it up (All they focus on) Money Drugs Women Thugs Diamonds Clubs Crips Bloods Kick Drums Black Lungs But fuck it imma run it up Money Drugs Women Thugs Diamonds Clubs Crips Bloods Kick Drums Black Lungs But fuck it imma run it up
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