Lyrical Breakdown of Run It Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Run It Up" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Bit on the track like a dog (grrr)
I'ma foam from my mouth like I'm having a seizure
They ain't never pick up when I call (fuck em)
When they call my phone back I decline, I don't need them
I never put trust in my dog (never)
When I'm working, go hard, I don't wanna see him
Hundred bands, I'ma look like a Beatle
Lemon squeeze on the back of the nina
Run it up, Run it up
I got a money fever
Tell me, is your mind made up?
I'm not a normal creature
Plenty nights we stayed up, I'ma miss form breather
Plus I got my mind made up
My logic inform the people
Back to the trenches when I leave the studio
Great power like I'm Julio
Thirty-Five thousand on me in the back of the 'Bach
Turning up with a big booty ho
Steady telling me that I need to go
I look in his face and I asks what you mean
Take up a hand and I'm full of that lean
See the flash in my pocket on top of the bean
When they speak on the topic of grimy new things
Count it up and throw me lean
What is he saying?
I don't know what he means,
I just know he got money all up in his jeans
Spit on the track like a dog
I'ma foam from my mouth like I'm having a seizure
They ain't never pick up when I call
When they call my phone back I decline, I don't need them
I never put trust in my dog (never)
When I'm working, go hard, I don't wanna see him
Hundred bands, I'ma look like a Beatle
Lemon squeeze on the back of the nina
Run it up, Run it up
I got a money fever
Tell me, is your mind made up?
I'm not a normal creature
Plenty nights we stayed up, I'ma miss former breather
Plus I got my mind made up
My logic inform the people
Hold u, stop
Never pick up when they calling, not conversating with people
My nigga ain't coming to clutch when I need him
I think that it's love on top of a needle
Smiled at my circle and cut off some people
Cause bitch you know that I'm a gangsta
Get out this body, I bet that I spank em
Come in the night and you entering danger
Live like a Rebel and strapped like a Ranger
Stare in your face and can tell what you thinking
Got any sisters princess Jelena? woof, woof
I probably keep going,
No I thought I taught that bitch how to rain right hook
Run it up, Run it up
I got a money fever
Tell me, is your mind made up?
I'm not a normal creature
Plenty nights we stayed up, I'ma miss former breather
Plus I got my mind made up
My logic inform the people
Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up