ILL LYRIC & NU' - Running It Up

First, you hit the block
Then you hit the strip
Now you getting fly
Now you pushing whips
In and out of state
Now you taking trips
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
First, you hit the Fam
Then you hit the team
Grind everyday
Hustle for the cream
Now we're getting money
Now we're getting rich
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
Ahh, running it up
This for my niggas, who never had much
Raised by a queen
Said follow our dreams
Tried out for the team
But ain't make the cut
We come from the ghetto
Our village the slums
Where mothers are crying
From losing their sons
The heart of the struggle
This why we hustle
We ain't had much
But made it enough
When you got heart that breeds dedication
You ain't a part of this conversation
See that you pussy from observation
Couldn't' be a part of my operation
Take care of the Fam that's obligation
While we bring in new life in the population
Like, what I said was complicated
You fuck with the clan there'll be complications
Bust it
I Reinvented myself
Got to the top
Yeah, I did it myself
Straight from the gutta
Out of the mud
Made an empire
I built it myself
Invest In these kids
As well as yourself
Protecting your mind, as well as your health
Like Jermaine say "it's a cold world"
A nigga touch mine
I'm gonna kill em' myself
Trust
Came from humble and modest
Struggle and projects, streets was a college
OGs kick game they knowledge the wisest
They chilling right now, these youngins is wilding
Soon as son flex
Somebody is dying
Back to the hood
All part of the science
Part of the game
Searching for fame
All hoping for change
But niggas is trying
Bust it
First, you hit the block
Then you hit the strip
Now you getting fly
Now you pushing whips
In and out of state
Now you taking trips
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
First, you hit the Fam
Then you hit the team
Grind everyday
Hustle for the cream
Now we're getting money
Now we're getting rich
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
Top-down, with the roof missing
I'm that nigga now, that's the proof
It's my town
Betta roll around
Talk about it like it's nothing
Fuck around and get it jumping
Know it's knockdown when I shoot
I'm that nigga now, with the juice
Slow down if I'm you, you, you
Fucking around with the truth, truth, truth
Talk about it like it's nothing
I'll fuck around and get it jumping
Know it's knockdown when I shoot
Bout to set it off, with the crew
First, you hit the block
Then you hit the strip
Now you getting fly
Now you pushing whips
In and out of state
Now you taking trips
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
First, you hit the Fam
Then you hit the team
Grind everyday
Hustle for the cream
Now we're getting money
Now we're getting rich
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
First, you hit the block
Then you hit the strip
Now you getting fly
Now you pushing whips
In and out of state
Now you taking trips
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
First, you hit the Fam
Then you hit the team
Grind everyday
Hustle for the cream
Now we're getting money
Now we're getting rich
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
Top-down, with the roof missing
I'm that nigga now, that's the proof
It's my town
Betta roll around
Talk about it like it's nothing
Fuck around and get it jumping
Know it's knockdown when I shoot
I'm that nigga now, with the juice
Slow down if I'm you, you, you
Fucking around with the truth, truth, truth
Talk about it like it's nothing
I'll fuck around and get it jumping
Know it's knockdown when I shoot
Bout to set it off, with the crew
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip
Running up the bag, bout to make it flip

Written by:
Lamonte' Theus, William Nicholson

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