

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah From the floor to the top, look We gon' run it all up (all up) [Chorus] Came from the bottom, now we run it all up They was tryna block me, I was saving it up Pressure on my name, I ain’t folding, I jump If it’s all or it’s nothing, I’ma bet on us Run it all up Run it all up (yeah) Every door locked, I was kicking it shut Now the whole squad eating, we just run it all up [Verse 1] Used to count coins in a coffee can Now I count wins they don't understand Turned every "can't" to a part of the plan Turned every loss to a part of the brand No shortcuts, I was out in the rain Same clothes, same shoes, same hunger, same pain Talk cheap, I was busy adding value to my name If you didn't see the grind, you don't get to say you came Mama in the kitchen, bills on the table I was staring at the ceiling like "I gotta get stable" Now I'm signing every check, steady flipping every label Put the fear in the past, turned the hope into cable Plugged in Locked in If I fall once, bounce back, then I win I was never meant to blend in Had to build the future I could live in [Chorus] Came from the bottom, now we run it all up They was tryna block me, I was saving it up Pressure on my name, I ain’t folding, I jump If it’s all or it’s nothing, I’ma bet on us Run it all up Run it all up (hey) Every door locked, I was kicking it shut Now the whole squad eating, we just run it all up [Verse 2] High speed, high stakes, high climb Turn doubt into fuel, made it all prime Talk big ’cause I lived every hard time I was broke, still rich in my sharp mind Late nights, blue screen, big dream Wrote goals on my wall till they hit steam Now they wanna pull up, say they on team Where was you when I split a small meal three? I remember cold floors, no heat Now it's big tours, ten toes, no sleep Every step heavy like I'm marching concrete Every "you won't" turned into "that's me" If it look risky, I'ma sign my name If it feel distant, I'ma build that lane If it seem crazy, I'ma stay insane I don't pray for the crown, I just train for the weight [Chorus] Came from the bottom, now we run it all up They was tryna block me, I was saving it up Pressure on my name, I ain’t folding, I jump If it’s all or it’s nothing, I’ma bet on us Run it all up Run it all up (woah) Every door locked, I was kicking it shut Now the whole squad eating, we just run it all up
Tags
rap, Aggressive trap banger with male vocals; skittering hi-hats, booming low-end, sharp piano stabs. First verse tight and percussive, chorus chantable with stacked gang vocals; second verse double-time pockets and ad-libs. Hook explodes with wide synths and drops back to a minimal beat for verses to let the bars cut through.
2:59
No
3/6/2026