Ayy, skrrt, yeah
Run it up, run it up
Lights low, neon wet, 808 knockin', let's go
Late-night receipts thump through corners of the map
Two bands in a Visa, rubber bands on a strap
Corner come up, Polaroids on the dash
Backseat baptized to grime, midnight cash
Triple-booted kicks thump the pavement wave
Cold checks, cold neck, wrist like a glacier, brave
Phone blown, CEO with a cassette of plays
We move silent, heavy phantom in the ring
No sleep, just scheming, blue glow from the screen
Clock ticks, block flips, pockets burst at the scene
From stoop to the skyline, we carved out the scene
Run it up, keep coming, live the dream
Run it up, count the late-night slips
Run it up, two stacks, leather seats and clips
Neon receipts, diamond trips
Run it up, run it up, soundtracks
Run it up, count the late-night slips
Run it up, two stacks, leather seats and clips
Neon receipts, diamond trips
Run it up, run it up, soundtracks
Ayy, the rats pushing chests, high hats paint the rain
Hoodies zip, Bentley door, name on the lane
Corner kids a loop when the coupe hit the frame
Late calls, old OGs, loyalty, no fame
Code check clearance, deposit in the night chain
Glints flash back to the lights we used to fight
Every invoice a promise, every roll a right
We hustle from the stoop to the view from the heights
Man slow, silence loud, breathe slow, watch the glow
No flex, just facts, count what we know
Run it up, count the stories in the trunk
Late-night receipts we never sunk
Run it up, post, hit city posts
Run it up, run it up, signature on the clutch
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Call response, you want it, you want it
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Ad lays, ad libs, fill the gaps
Take the moment, run it up
Keep the lights on, keep the ledger clean
Turn up past the lessons, make the next scene mean
Run it up, three words, three steps to the sun
We came from nothing, now to hustle
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
