Running Outta Time

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh oooh
(Yo T-Blow turn it up)
Man it's 2020, can't be basic
Yeah I know these niggas
All I see is double faces
Yeah we gon make it
Me and T-Blow conversating
See me when I pull up in a car
New location, let's face it
I want me some diamonds
Gotta rock it with some Dior
I swear I'm the finest out In Cape Town
That's where I'm from
Don't worry about time
Casablanca is dropping more
I'm out in these streets
Gotta get it, might be alone
We're running outta time
And this shit is getting scary
I know that it's my time
All these hits, I'm dropping many
Planning all this money
Ooh my papa, he ain't ready
Swear we gotta slide
All my niggas, gotta get it
Flex on my haters and my exes
They did me wrong
I'm trynna move forward
But my demons won't leave me lone
We're running outta time
And this shit is getting scary
I know that it's my time
Dropping hits I hope yall ready
Yeah I got the Sativa
It gon me a demon
I'm gon need me some divas
She gon cry me a river
Cause when I ride in the BMA
Know I ride with my niggas
It don't make a real difference
My niggas we gon get it
Don't be scared, tell me if you don't care
Ain't you scared, you know these old men stare
Young black male, you know we're way too rare
We gon sell, my nigga, diamond sell
When cop see a nigga you know he might shoot
(Shots Fired)
Or he might try to put me in a cell
(Closing Gates)
I know you see a young nigga doing well
What you talking about cologne what I smell
Man it's 2020, can't be basic
Yeah I know these niggas
All I see is double faces
Yeah we gon make it
Me and T-Blow conversating
See me when I pull up in a car
New location, let's face it
I want me some diamonds
Gotta rock it with some Dior
I swear I'm the finest out In Cape Town
That's where I'm from
Don't worry about time
Casablanca is dropping more
I'm out in these streets
Gotta get it, might be alone
We're running outta time
And this shit is getting scary
I know that it's my time
All these hits I'm dropping many
Planning all this money
Ooh my papa, he ain't ready
Swear we gotta slide
All my niggas, gotta get it
Flex on my haters and my exes
They did me wrong
I'm trynna move forward
But my demons won't leave me lone
We're running outta time
And this shit is getting scary
I know that it's my time
Dropping hits I hope yall ready



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Writer(s): Cassius Black
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