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Runnin' It Up
Hip-Hop/Rap
Runnin' It Up was released on May 13, 2026 by Young Savage Networking as a part of the album Motion
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AlbumMotion
Release DateMay 13, 2026
LabelYoung Savage Networking
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YSN Ta
YSN Ta
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taquanta Neloms
Taquanta Neloms
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Myke Milyan
Myke Milyan
Producer

Lyrics

Trap mode! Grind mode! Running and running it up
Phone call, money call. Stacking and stacking it up
Run it up, run it up! I'm turning nothing into something
Run it up, run it up! You try the gang I bet we coming
Ten toes, stand tall. Never fold, don't give a fuck
Cold heart, trap star. Got blue hundreds up in my trunk
Cash reason, motion season. Straight cash keeping it up
Trap mode! Grind mode! Running and running it up
Mask on, smoking dro. Yeah, the trap house stay haunted
Black fit, strap tucked. Boy don't get me fucking started
Late nights, on the block by my lonely made me heartless
I was broke, started stacking money trapping in apartments
Fast life, dash lights. Fuck twelve they tried to stop me
Skrrt off, swerve off. Bitch I can't let them pop me
No sleep, four phones. Counting till its fucking morning
Hands numb, wrist froze. Don't try it, this yo warning
Talk slick, get clipped. We ain't with that fucking barking
Gang deep, stampede. Nike stomping when we marching
Big dog, no leash. The streets know I'm a boss
Play tough, we press buttons. Better pray to that cross
Trap mode! Grind mode! Running and running it up
Phone call, money call. Stacking and stacking it up
Run it up, run it up! I'm turning nothing into something
Run it up, run it up! You try the gang I bet we coming
Ten toes, stand tall. Never fold, don't give a fuck
Cold heart, trap star. Got blue hundreds up in my trunk
Cash reason, motion season. Straight cash keeping it up
Trap mode! Grind mode! Running and running it up
Running plays, broad day. Yeah, we really scoring shit
Cash tall, plug call. Weigh it then we portion it
Came up off the trap, now my safe can't fucking close
Blue strips, rubber bands popping out my fucking clothes
Trap jump, pack dump. All these packs just to flip it
Top floor, cash load. Need some help just to lift it
Beast mode, feast mode. If it's pressure never fold
If it's war, then it's war. We sliding even in the cold
If a **** get grimy, time to show them we a savage
160 on the dash, whole team beating traffic
Cash reason, motion season. Straight cash keeping it up
Trap mode! Grind mode! Running and running it up
Trap mode! Grind mode! Running and running it up
Phone call, money call. Stacking and stacking it up
Run it up, run it up! I'm turning nothing into something
Run it up, run it up! You try the gang I bet we coming
Ten toes, stand tall. Never fold, don't give a fuck
Cold heart, trap star. Got blue hundreds up in my trunk
Cash reason, motion season. Straight cash keeping it up
Trap mode! Grind mode! Running and running it up
Written by: Taquanta Neloms
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