Wild
Waking up angry at the world again
This time I'm leaving with the world my friend
I don't participate, I'd rather be running wild, oh
Thank god it was late at night and I didn't dial
Your number again, it's been a while
I was joggin' before, I'm running wild
No fuckboys around, that's when I smile
A whole lot of room this summer
Moving to the city wanna rule the summer
You are not invited to the birthday
Because you were blowing candles on my worst day
And now you wanna piece of the cake, Lipo
You hit me up you wanna crash, no Geico
I hang up and proceed to get Michael
Moon walk to the fridge for an Ice Cold
Eyes on the road, but took my hands off the wheel
And lately i just don't know, i don't know
Eyes on the road, but took my hands off the wheel
And lately i just don't know where my God is taking me
Waking up angry at the world again
This time i'm leaving with the world my friend
I don't participate, I'd rather be
Running wild
Thank God it was late and I didn't dial
Your number again it's been a while
I was jogging before, I'm running wild
No Fuckboys around, that's when I smile
This time I'm leaving with the world my friend
I don't participate, I'd rather be running wild, oh
Thank god it was late at night and I didn't dial
Your number again, it's been a while
I was joggin' before, I'm running wild
No fuckboys around, that's when I smile
A whole lot of room this summer
Moving to the city wanna rule the summer
You are not invited to the birthday
Because you were blowing candles on my worst day
And now you wanna piece of the cake, Lipo
You hit me up you wanna crash, no Geico
I hang up and proceed to get Michael
Moon walk to the fridge for an Ice Cold
Eyes on the road, but took my hands off the wheel
And lately i just don't know, i don't know
Eyes on the road, but took my hands off the wheel
And lately i just don't know where my God is taking me
Waking up angry at the world again
This time i'm leaving with the world my friend
I don't participate, I'd rather be
Running wild
Thank God it was late and I didn't dial
Your number again it's been a while
I was jogging before, I'm running wild
No Fuckboys around, that's when I smile
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Writer(s): Aziz Bouraima
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