RAN THAT MONEY UP

[Chorus]
I ran that money up
You know I don't give a fuck
Rollie busted up
Hustle til the sun up

[Verse]
Yeah, that bitch gon' hold me down, cause I'm in my bag
Smokin' out the pound, that's a bale of grass
Yeah, you don't want the truth, cause that make you mad
Ain't got nothin' to prove, they just want you to crash
Locked up in the chain, 23 to 1
Free the gang, youngins going through something
Trying to smoke away the pain, going through something
Trying to smoke away the pain, going through something
Niggas tote machine gun, run with an AR
The shit that I'm on right now, get put in the cell block
Swerving the motherfucking coupe, we don't stop at the red light
How the fuck you think I'ma lose? Richer than all the opps

[Chorus]
I ran that money up
You know I don't give a fuck
Rollie busted up
Hustle til the sun up

[Outro]
Them niggas throwing up gang signs
How you hating when we came from the same side
Shhh, heard he snitching, heard he dropping dimes
Pray to God, I get this money and we stay alive