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Lyrics
[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, run it up (yeah)
Money on my mind, I ain’t givin’ nothin’ up (never)
Started at the bottom, now I’m really goin’ up
To the top, I can’t be stopped, I just
Run it up, run it up, run it up (let’s go)
Whole team eatin’, I ain’t ever had enough (nah)
Send her out the door, same way that she came
I just want the bag, I ain’t playin’ with these games
[Verse 1]
Woke up broke, that was years ago
Now the phone won’t sleep, that’s a miracle
White tee, black mask, keep it lyrical
Still the same from the block, but imperial
Got the block on fire, I’m a thermostat
Turn one into two, gotta learn the math
I was really in the kitchen tryna burn a path
Now the safe too stuffed, make it hurt to latch
I was broke, stomach ache, had to get it quick
Now I’m countin’ every profit, every little flip
Shorty wanna stay the night, I just get her lit
Then I point her to the door, tell her, “that’s the exit”
[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, run it up (run it)
Money on my mind, I ain’t givin’ nothin’ up (never)
Started at the bottom, now I’m really goin’ up
To the top, I can’t be stopped, I just
Run it up, run it up, run it up (woo)
Whole team eatin’, I ain’t ever had enough (nah)
Send her out the door, same way that she came
I just want the bag, I ain’t playin’ with these games
[Verse 2]
Big talk from a small page
I was really in the field, you was all stage
I was movin’ in the night, tryna dodge cage
Now I’m lookin’ at the sky from a tall place
Got the bands in a bundle, rubber wrap tight
Every stain, every risk, that’s a stacked life
Every wrong that I did, made my rap right
Turn the pain into gold, that’s my last fight
She a ten, but the money worth more to me
She be callin’, but the cash sing poetry
If it ain’t about a play, ain’t a word to speak
I’ma chase every bag ‘til the world asleep (yeah)
[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, run it up (hey)
Money on my mind, I ain’t givin’ nothin’ up
Started at the bottom, now I’m really goin’ up
To the top, I can’t be stopped, I just
Run it up, run it up, run it up (run it)
Whole team eatin’, I ain’t ever had enough
Send her out the door, same way that she came
I just want the bag, I ain’t playin’ with these games
Details
GeneratedMar 20, 2026
Duration2:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hard-hitting trap beat with aggressive 808s, icy synth bells, and dark pads; male vocals in a confident, punchy delivery. Verses stay tight and rhythmic with ad-libs tucked in the sides; hook explodes with stacked gang vocals on the title phrase. Occasional drops for a cappella bar then beat slams back in for maximum impact., hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
LonerStoner
LonerStonerModelAria v5
Prompt
Song name “run it up” rap, trap, hip hop, run it up, making money, to the top, I can’t be stopped, hustling, selling drugs, fucking hoes, send em out the door they came
