Run It Up

(I didn't understand some parts and write what it seems clair to me) [Intro] 30,000 feet up, YSL shit? I just gotta try the shoot [Hook] All my life yeah we came up in the struggle I had to hit the blood inside I done chase it trying to make it double Had the armor strice in the street I got the muscle All this pussies and niggas I can’t trust I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle Now yall niggas got muscles Now yall niggas got muscles I had to run it up I had to hustle [Verse 1] Thought I was nothing but I had to hustle Ink kangaroos I done struggle Im trying to build a big house for my mamma Big fresh counting on racks smoking on ganja Can't melt the medic over the A Cause I'm so good with the numbers And I’m so good with the N and K What we gonna write off? I just made a fit to carry on the date Why I say this is a summer You should be trapping bands out of state Staking call me a row runner Lever that mind that you put in the trunk No, I'm not talking about dollar Lever me in the woods like a scum Take my 5 in the morning Pull up and shot on them wannas Walking the club like is storming And we gon club like the army [Hook] I had to run into the house I had to run into the bed I had to run into the house I had to run into the bed Now, y'all nigga got most Now, y'all nigga got most I had to run into the house I had to run into the bed [Hook] All my life yeah we came up in the struggle I had to hit the blood inside I done chase it trying to make it double Had the armor strice in the street I got the muscle All this pussies and niggas I can't trust I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle Now yall niggas got muscles Now yall niggas got muscles I had to run it up I had to hustle [Verse 2] Get out there, gonna go give me your check Just throughout model for now, I'm about to Fly Jets I'm in New York like a Jet Shoot it to hit it and then leave for no faith Fuck the rest I'm in New London, I’m blessed I’m in New London, I'm blessed I just want shit on my ex And I came up on finesse Come up for finance This shit is not checkable, this shit is chest I’m making money this shit my flat Told the cops off my default, the whole crew Run out of the nigga, I bought the whole clip No, I'm not ever retirement of ill I'm one for a train, he's shooting the kill Get down the lane, I need you know the kill Sipping that lane and we popping them pill Been in this big boy, the chicken for real Been through a lot but Im glad Im here [Hook] All my life yeah we came up in the struggle I had to hit the blood inside I done chase it trying to make it double Had the armor strice in the street I got the muscle All this pussies and niggas I can’t trust I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle I had to run it up I had to hustle Now yall niggas got muscles Now yall niggas got muscles I had to run it up I had to hustle