Run it upDon't stop, the bag ain't fullFirst million's just the warm-up, now I'm strategic and cruelRun it upNo brakes on the motor, no cap on the climbStack it to the ceiling then I build a higher lineNo off switch, no ceiling, no enoughComfort is the enemy, I keep the standard roughOut-work, out-last, out-plan the whole roomPlant it in the winter so it's mine before the bloomYou was waiting for the weekend, I was waiting for noneCompound every hour, watch a decade get doneRun it upDon't stop, the bag ain't fullFirst million's just the warm-up, now I'm strategic and cruelRun it upEvery level got a devil saying this is fine, relaxI evict him in the morning and I double down the taxThe grind don't get easier, I just get harder to stopAdd a zero to the goal the second that I reach the topMomentum is a habit, not a feeling that you waitI run it up on Monday and I run it up on the eighthRun it upDon't stop, the bag ain't fullFirst million's just the warm-up, now I'm strategic and cruelRun it upThey ask me when I'm stopping, I just laugh and hit the gasThe finish line's a fiction, it's a thing they made to passI'm not running from a poverty, I'm running toward a whyBuilding something that'll stand here long after I dieGenerational, the mission, not a chain and not a carRun it up so far the kids forget how broke we areKeep going, keep going, when the others call it doneThe race is never over, it just changes who is runI'm built for the marathon dressed up as a sprintRun it up forever, that's the only way I'm bentSo if you see me at the top still grinding like I'm brokeIt's 'cause the grind became the man, it's more than just a strokeI don't know how to coast, I only know the climbRun it up until the run becomes a monument in timeLast one in the building, first one in the doorRun it up, run it up, then I run it up some moreRun it upDon't stop, the bag ain't fullFirst million's just the warm-up, now I'm strategic and cruelRun it up
