Run it up, the sun is up
To when it
I put money down on all of us
On my people now, on what I love
Ooh, baby, it
Your problems, they just not the same to us
We
We
We
Don
No help for the weak, but the liquor strong
Plenty here, pour it for all of us
Now bring out the drums in this bitch
All my homies got rich doing shit that they said wouldn
Bring out the guns in the bitch, here to load up a clip
And go shoot up the place, we don
I see the bums that be wishing we end in a ditch
Yeah, they
I see the love that we give and the love that we get
Make sure everything comin
We went from nothin
Got all of
We went from running and gunning with nothing in stomach
To feeding the neighborhood, bruh
There ain
And it honestly ain
There ain
Unless I go look in the mirror, baby (whoo, yeah)
So run it up, the sun is up
To when it
I put money down on all of us
On my people now, on what I love
Ooh, baby, we run it up
Get it the minute, the sun is up (whoo, whoo)
There is no resting when sun is down (whoo, whoo)
Work it for real, get your money up (whoo, whoo)
Believe it on God, put money down (whoo, whoo)
I
I do it for all of my people now (whoo, whoo)
Put that on everything that I love (whoo)
Church!
Yeah, on everything that I love (ah!)
Yeah, yeah, ain
Hu, hu
Yeah, three, two, one (hu)
Now, we go from angry and mad to happy and glad to find a solution for us (hu)
We go from sorry and sad to ready to grab our weapons and get to the front
I want the money, the cash, the moola, the bag, the currency, stacking it up (yeah)
We want the freedom to live and the freedom to have the things we been lackin
So what are we lackin
I could point it out, so much that
No point doing that, or they send the hounds (yeah)
Bite me in the ass, put me in the ground (ay)
Turn me into ash, culture carried down (ay)
From those who came up before me (ay)
I
Find me at work in the morning (yeah, yeah)
Find me where people are mourning, man (yeah)
When life isn
You act like an animal cornered
Savages speak in a language y
You don
Don
We
But you know that
Never a chance that they
It
There will never be justice to face
We sing for the sorrow and dance for the pain (yeah)
No one to follow, it
I swear that it
But we wake up tomorrow and things are the same, damn (brrt)