*Running Out Of Time*

I'm running out of time my life is like motion picture nothing really going on just tryna make out the streets hustling day and night working hard to be the guy I see a lot of hate but that's alright I pay these haters no mind world crazy and I'm running out of time these niggas don't want a job lazy sleeping on their mommas couch have it your way live and learn from your mistakes I guess that's part of life you get what you pay for as they say is the bottom line feel like I'm zoned out staring at the clouds smoking kush fucking hoes tryna stay away from these lames doing stupid shit running out of time looking my mind getting board of my life steady mobbin everyday just going round circles selling this dope making the rounds at night hearing voices in my head forgive if I sinned l just try to do what's right in every situation that may arise down to the last dime for better price dealing with this bitch and her drama tryna get her out of my sight packed her bags threw em outside told her I aint got time for this bullshit tryna get my paper right feel like I'm looking her altogether it's hard to tell I guess I be alright it's whatever man I need a break told this bitch to take hike I'm running out of time just tryna live life always on the grind no matter the circumstance I hit the highway and just ride they say grass is greener on the other side like young artist in his prime make a name for myself wake up in the morning I'm running out time highway boy a mobster on the run