(All they focus on)
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck 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 motherf*cking 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ck it imma run it up
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck 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 f*ckin' 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
F*ck, now it's coke too
Money got him stuck in a cell, he eatin' cold food
Damn I f*ckin' 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 f*ck it imma run it up
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck it imma run it up
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(All they focus on)
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck 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 motherf*cking 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ck it imma run it up
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck 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 f*ckin' 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
F*ck, now it's coke too
Money got him stuck in a cell, he eatin' cold food
Damn I f*ckin' 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 f*ck it imma run it up
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck it imma run it up
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck 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 motherf*cking 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ck it imma run it up
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck 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 f*ckin' 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
F*ck, now it's coke too
Money got him stuck in a cell, he eatin' cold food
Damn I f*ckin' 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 f*ck it imma run it up
Money
Drugs
Women
Thugs
Diamonds
Clubs
Crips
Bloods
Kick
Drums
Black
Lungs
But f*ck it imma run it up
Writer: Gavin Simon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid