Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song World Runners, artist - Ab-Soul.
Date of issue: 13.07.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
World Runners |
These days I’m so focused |
Fast life, slow motion |
These, these days I’m so focused |
These days I’m so focused |
Fast life, slow motion |
Or maybe I’m just a dreamer |
And life is but a dream |
And I would never leave her |
But I bet she can’t wait to get rid of me |
And I be all night, no sleep, real talk |
Go hard until the AM |
You can have my shine, I give you my light |
Opportunities you take them |
And you can take your time on your own time |
I be at the finish line waiting |
Cause some people chase the world |
Other people let the world chase them, yo |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
Yeah, can you hear it? |
I spread love, can you feel it in your spirit? |
When doves cry shit get serious |
You feel like a prince in a pharaoh’s pyramid |
Scheme turned dream turned nightmare on Elm Street |
Ye ain’t got your heart in the right place |
How the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat? |
Yeah, I put that on me |
I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly |
Black sheep, no miss Bo Peep |
Motherfuck police ‘til they release all of my OG’s |
You could lean on me ‘til you Morgan Free |
You don’t need no sleep |
Or maybe I’m just a dreamer |
And life is but a dream |
And I would never leave her |
But I bet she can’t wait to get rid of me |
And I be all night, no sleep, real talk |
Go hard until the AM |
You can have my shine, I give you my light |
Opportunities you take them |
And you can take your time on your own time |
I be at the finish line waiting |
Cause some people chase the world |
Other people let the world chase them, yo |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
Can’t spell Illuminati without Lu, can’t spell Lu without «u» |
Can’t spill blood without blue |
Now ask yourself, «What is what I do?» |
Let you put that together without glue without screw, fast life |
Built a time machine in my past life |
A horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life |
And mostly I’ll be ghost |
And to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight |
Now that’s a long way from blackface |
Track that they using for your rat race |
Connected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste |
Maybe like cookies to a monster |
Running miles to the mouths of meows coming out |
(High plane try not to be bomber) |
Full speed ahead, full speed ahead |
To allow no limits, there are no limits |
No limits allowed, no limits exist |
Cause maybe, cause maybe |
There are no limits |
Or maybe I’m just a dreamer |
And life is but a dream |
And I would never leave her |
But I bet she can’t wait to get rid of me |
And I be all night, no sleep, real talk |
Go hard until the AM |
You can have my shine, I give you my light |
Opportunities you take them |
And you can take your time on your own time |
I be at the finish line waiting |
Cause some people chase the world |
Other people let the world chase them, yo |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run the world (Yeah) |
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah) |
Go, go, uh |
Yeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain |
Niggas left for the sniff and came back for the base |
You could tell he was tripping by the look on his face |
No new jacks in my city |
Aye, I’m feeling like G money, money, money |
Yeah, uh, I’m feeling like G money, money, money |
Yeah, no new jacks in my city |
Bitch, I’m G money, money, money |