Lyrics Run It Up! (feat. J.J.) - Anomaly

Yeah
Stick, stick
Slick, rick
Gold chains, no shame
No fame, I′m all brains
I'm lapping y′all inna passing lane
I just wanna bad mama, hold it down and don't ask for commas
I'ma shot calla, gotta shock colla
When I start to slip, needa impala
Know I′m bouta drift, dodge the lead showas
No I′m bout a bag, needa stash dollars
We can match pockets top rocket, might stop it, relax a little
Ion wanna drop it, rock it back then I'm on the next
Cash app needa grab a check, squabble up we can break a sweat
My daddy screaming you gon wind up dead, uh
Wind up dead, contradicting I′m seeing red
Made the mess but I'll make my bed, talking tough I′ma bus ya head
Ah

Yeah
Run it up, in the club
Subs that make you go berserk, this my turf
You'll get merked, if you wanna get the works
You a victim, I′m the perp
Take a seat, watch and observe
Beats by Z, they so absurd
Think you meaner? Get usurped
Heavy message, this my curse

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Ahhhh

Had to learn everything the hard way, tryna find the words that can convey
How I'm really feeling when he said, she said
Something bout me, no need to defend
Me and my friends we setting the trend, dove into music now I'm off the deep end
Cop a Benz, got the rims, with the spin
Irrelevant, my relevance is prevalent, try asking bout me you′ll be impressed
Hit you direct, what you expect? When I′m on the mic yeah I project
My curses to heavenly worship, even when it sounds like I'm disturbed
Yeah this my purpose, but on the surface
Ya′ll must think that I'm perturbed, word? My serve, I ain′t gonna defer
I'm the reason for concern, go hard till I′m an urn
Crawling out of the dirt, someone get me nurse
Was gone, and now I've returned, you can say that I've earned it

Guerrilla warfare rap game, yeah I′m planning to burn it
Bring heat no time to return it, red alert better no what your worth is
Show me your ethic, show me your message
Ringing the reverend, fall back false steps
Now I′m spitting it hectic, my bad don't fret
It′s only inflection, only discretion
Only perfection, only rejection
Lil bitty Mc, running the message

We gon' run it up, so throw your hands up
You better pick and chose your battles, cause I′m catching dubs
Fire and run, try me get slumped
This beat the victim, and I am the gun
Why try to beg? Cause your time has come
Unload the clip till my problems are gone
Tryna escape these clouds around me, fighting off demons, they surround me
Shaking up the game ask about me, all of my life, I've been astounding
Tell me, do you hear how you be sounding? Getting real tired of all the doubting
Maybe what you need is a real life pounding, gonna make you kneel
My strength′s abounding, run it up until it's done
Test your luck and come undone, strangers invading my home
I will not give up control, patience thin I'm bout to blow
Think my heart has turned to stone, take a hit right to the dome
Now my brains on overload, I hide in shadows
I can′t be seen, don′t let me catch you slipping cause my team will run it for free
I hope you understand, that I only say what I mean and if you can't believe
I will achieve, we gone run it up and we gon′ see

Yeah
Run it up, in the club
Subs that make you go berserk, this my turf
You'll get merked, if you wanna get the works
You a victim, I′m the perp
Take a seat, watch and observe
Beats by Z, they so absurd
Think you meaner? Get usurped

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Ahhhh

Heavy message, this my curse