Runnin Outta Time

Maybe we just running out of time Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself Maybe we just running out of time (out of time) Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (ooh) I can't trust nobody, I can't trust nobody I know Left me alone, I was grinding, I had to find myself Real one, had to remind myself Sometimes evеn rich niggas get lost I'm experiеncing more paranoia Finding love got me more paranoid I can't tell who real anymore (woo) It's the ones that I cherish and adore It'll never be like it was before Before I was climbing up the charts When you leaving, you leave me no choice (ooh) I'll come back and unpack the Rolls-Royce I'll come through if you need me, of course Hope it come to the day we rejoice I got your back like a spine (woo!) Maybe we just running out of time Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (ooh) Maybe we just running out of time (out of time) Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines (ooh) But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (ooh) Never could trust you, I still got your location on Fell out of love, I delete all the nudes out your phone Can't get a reaction out of me (ooh), that's what you want It's not sexy to show your vulnerability, keep it calm (yeah) Had her eating sushi out my palm (ooh) Got a new penthouse, sitting at the palms Got a flock of birds wrapped around my arms Tried to park the Bugatti in the lobby Went to Puerto Rico, went to Bali (with who?) Got her body done just for a hobby (I did) Got her skating on new ice like it's hockey (Pluto) Made her throw away all the Versace Bitches fucking each other (ooh), we watching Maybe we just running out of time (out of time) Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (never turned on myself) Hey, baby, we running through time zones You coming back, no matter where you go (ooh) Hey (respect) Yeah, I'm fried Yeah, I'm fried, hold on Yeah, I'm fried, hold on And I'm boutta get fried (so pass the weed over here) Fried Hey, y'all ain't exempt (it's her birthday) Gonna do it (whose birthday is it?) Alright, come on, I'll pick up the song back going so y'all can take shots Yes, sir