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Runnin Outta Time (With Metro Boomin)

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Runnin Outta Time (With Metro Boomin)

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Maybe we just runnin' out of timeAin't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always minesBut I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody leftThey done turned they back on me, never turned on myselfMaybe we just runnin' out of time (Of time)Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always minesBut I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody leftThey done turned they back on me, never turned on myselfI can't trust nobody, I can't trust nobody I knowLeft me alone, I was grindin', I had to find myselfReal one, had to remind myselfSometimes even rich niggas get lostI'm experiencin' more paranoiaFinding love got me more paranoidI can't tell who real anymoreIt's the ones that I cherish and adoreIt'll never be like it was beforeBefore I was climbing up the chartsWhen you leaving, you leave me no choiceI'll come back and unpack the Rolls-RoyceI'll come through if you need me, of courseHope it come to the day we rejoiceI got your back like a spineMaybe we just runnin' out of timeAin't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always minesBut I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody leftThey done turned they back on me, never turned on myselfMaybe we just runnin' out of time (Of time)Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always minesBut I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody leftThey done turned they back on me, never turned on myselfNever could trust you, I still got your location onFell out of love, I delete all the nudes out your phoneCan't get a reaction out of me, that's what you wantIt's not sexy to show your vulnerability, keep it calmHad her eatin' sushi out my palmGot a new penthouse, sittin' at the palmsGot a flock of birds wrapped around my armsTried to park the Bugatti in the lobbyWent to Puerto Rico, went to BaliGot her body done just for a hobby (I did)Got her skatin' on new ice like it's hockey (Pluto)Made her throw away all the VersaceBitches fuckin' each other, we watchin'Maybe we just runnin' out of time (Of time)Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always minesBut I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody leftThey done turned they back on menever turned on myself (Never turned on myself)Baby, we runnin' through timezonesYou comin' back, no matter where you goAyyYeah, I'm fried, yeah, I'm friedHold on, yeah, I'm friedHold onAnd I'm tryna get fried, so pass the weed over hereFriedYeah, y'all ain't exemptIt's her birthdayLet's do itWho's birthday is it?Alright, come on, I'll pick up the song back goin'so y'all can take shotsYes, sir
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