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Lyrics
[Intro]
Wake up
Same grind
Same clock
New shine (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Kitchen table math, turn stress into sums
I was prayin’ on a plate, now I’m weighin’ these crumbs
Turn crumbs into bricks, turned doubt into funds
Turned talk into smoke, now they choke on my runs
I was stuck in that bus line, now I swerve in the lane
Used to count loose change, now it’s bands to my name
Got a list of fake friends, had to burn that page
Kept my circle like the clip, tight steel, no fade
[Chorus]
I just run up a check, run it up, run it up (yeah)
Any talk ’bout hatin’, I’ma cut that, shut it up
If you ain’t ’bout the bag, don’t speak my name
I stayed down, came up, you can keep your fame
I just run up a check, run it up, run it up
Every move ’bout money, I don’t trust that other stuff
If you ain’t from the grind, don’t claim my pain
I stayed far from the fake, now they feel that flame (woo)
[Verse 2]
Seen snakes at the table try to smile in my face
Same ones wrote statements, tried to write off my case
I was broke in them hallways, pockets on “nah”
Now the safe got layers like a cage for a star
I don’t argue with a hater, I just add to the stack
Let the numbers talk loud, they gon’ feel where I’m at
New phone, same rules, if it ring it’s a play
If it ain’t ’bout profit, let it die where it lay (yeah)
[Chorus]
I just run up a check, run it up, run it up
Any talk ’bout hatin’, I’ma cut that, shut it up
If you ain’t ’bout the bag, don’t speak my name
I stayed down, came up, you can keep your fame
I just run up a check, run it up, run it up (run it up)
Every move ’bout money, I don’t trust that other stuff
If you ain’t from the grind, don’t claim my pain
I stayed far from the fake, now they feel that flame
Details
GeneratedFeb 3, 2026
Duration1:53
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hard trunk-rattling gangsta rap, mid-tempo bounce, male vocals. Skittering hi-hats and thick, swung kick-snare groove, dark piano stabs, and a menacing sub-bass line. Hook explodes with stacked chant vocals and ad-libs, verses stay tight and punchy with occasional drops to just bass and clap for emphasis, then full beat slams back on the title line., hip hop
Credits
Prompt byTechnoArt490
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Gangsta rap, hip hop, male, about hustling and getting money and staying away from haters
