RUNNING OUT OF TIME
Emotions running through my veins (ayy)
Never gonna fold, life is high stakes
Desire feels rough, might break
Searching for love, but born by pain
Of course, I taste mistakes I made
The days go by, but I can't slow time
Hold tight as I grow wise
Cold signs
Losing all my stability
Losing all my close ties
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
In a league of my own
Need the keys to my dome
Devil on my shoulder
Won't just leave me alone
I'm stoned
Can't cope
That I'm running outta time and hope
By default, I'm flawed
If I see success, I just want more and more
Fucked in the head, sharp pain in the core
Take this hate from me, Lord
I wanna change, I'm sure
So much noise
Gotta listen to the right voice
Tryna fight for the crest ain't what I do best
I can't fucking rest
'Cause I'm so fucking pressed
They can't profess
That I'm blessed with the mic
I'm stressed, full of spite
Wear a vest 'cause I'm a crime
Striving for my goals
My actions have a toll
This life is parole
I'm a different mould
Best rapper alive
And they don't even know
Every day on the grind
But nothing to show
Ready for it all
And I say it from the soul
Back against the wall
And I ain't gonna fall
You don't see what I see
Memories be killing me
Need I repeat?
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
Never gonna fold, life is high stakes
Desire feels rough, might break
Searching for love, but born by pain
Of course, I taste mistakes I made
The days go by, but I can't slow time
Hold tight as I grow wise
Cold signs
Losing all my stability
Losing all my close ties
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
In a league of my own
Need the keys to my dome
Devil on my shoulder
Won't just leave me alone
I'm stoned
Can't cope
That I'm running outta time and hope
By default, I'm flawed
If I see success, I just want more and more
Fucked in the head, sharp pain in the core
Take this hate from me, Lord
I wanna change, I'm sure
So much noise
Gotta listen to the right voice
Tryna fight for the crest ain't what I do best
I can't fucking rest
'Cause I'm so fucking pressed
They can't profess
That I'm blessed with the mic
I'm stressed, full of spite
Wear a vest 'cause I'm a crime
Striving for my goals
My actions have a toll
This life is parole
I'm a different mould
Best rapper alive
And they don't even know
Every day on the grind
But nothing to show
Ready for it all
And I say it from the soul
Back against the wall
And I ain't gonna fall
You don't see what I see
Memories be killing me
Need I repeat?
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
Running outta time
Outta my mind
Running outta time
I, myself, was a lie
Credits
Writer(s): Edwin Tomczak, Iaad Haq
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