run it up-underground mob

Run it up, call the cops, we don’t give a fuck, Lean in my cup, got the block on lock, I’m the grim reaper, Whispers in the dark, where the shadows creep, Crips in the alley, while the city sleeps, Hustle in my veins, yeah, the grind don’t stop, Dolly with the plug, got the weight on top, Rollin’ through the West, where the streets get cold, Veins filled with ice, but my heart stay bold, Countin’ up the digits, while the time ticks slow, Real ones around me, only ride or die flow, Light up the night, with the smoke in the air, Dark vibes surround, but I’m never in despair, Chasin’ all the dreams, while they plot and they scheme, Life is like a movie, but I’m livin’ the dream, With the crew by my side, we gon’ run it up fast, In the land of the lost, where the shadows are cast. Hit it thru the block, bitch we calling shots, 500 grams of this boof it's a killer, I'm from Tha docks, I'm a winner, ex player and old sinner. Fuck..i shot the nigga in the backside picking up my numbers, Makin huneds, graffiti on the tunnel