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duvy - ran it up lyrics

[intro]
i wish you was here
abdul got them keys
man i wish you was here
long live all my n+ggas, free all my n+ggas
real ones, trill ones
shoutout my bloodies, you know that
i wish you was here
i wish you was here
man i wish they was here

[chorus]
i ran it up
when i left i said “i got this”
when i hop in v i told my brother “park it”
how you lyin’ tryna to move like you was ridin’
how you try to tell the folks that we weren’t slidin’
when they ask questions i was taught to stay silent
my head be hurtin’, i’m off lean hearin’ sirens
put you in the latest, yeah you really my b+tch
thеy load up hit your block then shoot like it’s a contest

[verse]
you know thеy wishin’ that i’m dead
i got racks you know i’m fed
i don’t know ‘bout nothin’ less
i see she runnin’ with the middle man
come f+ck with us
go get a blood bath, that’s a tub
we in the club with glizzies tucked
i spend a hunnid
then i f+ck around and make mores hunnids
this sh+t ain’t nothin’, these n+ggas hatin’, young n+gga havin’ some
why don’t you vote for me to win you know i’m the right one
when it was drama we was out there till the days done
shottas, monsters
this sh+t get so spooky see a gangster talk to cops
why they make it seem that way, want me to stop
we was runnin’ together
why i gotta watch you more than the opps
[bridge]
i know my life been on clock, like cartier
but i need a new watch
it be new opps but i’m tryna smoke some new opps
f+ck all my old opps
wait hold up, i think i’m smoking on a new opp

[verse]
free my brudda he take your soul that sh+t a steal
how they runnin’ in the streets without a steel
i know i always told you sh+t gon get real
you know it’s free my cutta, lil bro lost it on a drill
live life like a superstar, swear i need my brothers here
try to take the right route
i got devil in my ear
when i turn my back im lonely with my friends they not there
how you lyin’ tell the folks that i ain’t slidin’
i’m that n+gga, i say the word, that n+ggas dyin’
i tell my lil brothers i love em, and my big ones too
speak the business, to these hoes, that what a b+tch gon do
new cash i’m thankful for my blessings they on you
they waiting for a n+gga waiting its on you

[chorus]
i ran it up
when i left i said “i got this”
when i hop in v i told my brother “park it”
how you lyin’ tryna to move like you was ridin’
how you try to tell the folks that we weren’t slidin’
when they ask questions i was taught to stay silent
my head be hurtin’, i’m off lean hearin’ sirens
put you in the latest, yeah you really my b+tch
they load up hit your block then shoot like it’s a contest

- duvy lyrics

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