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letra de run it up - valentino

[chorus: wize]
i get my bag and i run it up (run it)
my shooters won’t lack when they run you up (pew, pew)
livin’ my life, never givin’ up
post on my block and i double up
i get my bag and i run it up (run it)
my shooters won’t lack when they run you up (pew, pew)
livin’ my life, never givin’ up
post on my block and i double up

[verse: ! valentino]
all of you p-ssies put cap in your rap (cap)
me and young jojo could never do that (no)
we be the realest the woo ever had
don’t ask for no features if you ain’t my slatt (my slime)
go ask your b-tch and she’ll say that we slap
she love a young kid and that’s makin’ you sad (cry)
f-ck all the hate, man thesе b-tches stay mad
cause we gon’ rеach what they never could have (no, no)
remember we was stuck inside that class
writin’ rhymes just to make that sh-t fast
now we on that grind, just be chasin’ that bag (chasin’ it)
when we at the top, we gon’ make that sh-t last
in the future we gon’ be in your cities
wit’ my girl, ain’t no lame b-tches wit’ me (f-ck these hoes)
f-ck these rappers, man they cannot hang wit’ me
i’m a real artist and imma stay busy (yuh)
none of you f-ckers ain’t know whats wrong wit’ me (no)
stop that lean, it’ll mess up my kidney
sorry momma you cannot deal wit’ me (i’m sorry)
don’t like religion, but the lord always wit’ me
yuh, aye, uh
the lord always wit’ me b-tch (yeah)
[chorus: wize]
i get my bag and i run it up
my shooters won’t lack when they run you up
livin’ my life, never givin’ up
post on my block and i double up
i get my bag and i run it up
my shooters won’t lack when they run you up
livin’ my life, never givin’ up
post on my block and i double up

[verse: wize]
i do whatever it takes
leave your body in a lake (yuh)
i get more than what you make
stackin’ my bank
hit my knees and then i pray (then i pray)
lookin’ for answers till i find the way
b-tches be textin’ , i need em to stop (yuh)
i’m not like n-gga’s who stop and then flop (aye)
hatin’ and hatin’ and hatin’ (aye)
these b-tches be p-ssy and p-ssy and p-ssy (aye, aye, aye)
what you be talkin’ ?, that sh-t is just p-ssy
n-gga’s be b-tches, nah n-gga’s just p-ssy (p-ssy)
you got my back ?, nah you just p-ssy (what, yuh)
i came from under below
raised in the streets, where n-gga’s don’t go
hard times, my feelin’s was low (was low)
i know the things that n-gga’s don’t know
my family said i gotta change
doin’ better for my brain
studio time, entertain
yuh, aye, aye
[chorus: wize]
i get my bag and i run it up
my shooters won’t lack when they run you up
livin’ my life, never givin’ up
post on my block and i double up

[outro: wize (slowed)]
i get my bag and i run it up
my shooters won’t lack when they run you up
livin’ my life, never givin’ u-

- valentino

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