Lyrics Running - Lunar C

Running

I’m running with it
Like an Olympic
Torch and I’m gonna get it
Until I finish
Tell 'em go mind their fucking business
Just another kid
From an underprivileged upbringing
Just bitching about the start I got in life
'Cause I want something different
Put my best foot forward
Don’t ever cut corners
Or get exhausted
Just trying to be at my best
So he don’t wanna mess
So it never gets awkward
Every mistake is just a story to tell
Or just another life lesson that you taught to yourself
It’s just water off a duck’s back
Ain’t shit but a drop in the ocean
Watching them swapping their soul for that pot full of gold
Until they find that it’s not what they hoped it was
Running with it 'til my feet ache
I ain’t worried about the he say, she say
Let them pass it on like they’re running the relay
'Cause we split cash like we won in a sweepstake
I’ve been grinding, this is not luck
Those other guys should pull their socks up
Not implying that they’re not good
They’re alright but they’re just not us
Go take a rest, I don’t have to
What about your asthma?
Got nitro cans in my Nikes, I go faster
The white Mo Farah
Run myself into the ground, I keep going
Run until there’s holes in my socks and my feet are swollen
Run myself into the ground, I keep going (Keep going, keep going, keep going)
Never take a second to look back at what I’ve done
I don’t wanna catch a glimpse of what I’m running from
Always try to sneak up, glad I’m on my toes
Running down my soul, I run until I find some way that I can go
Running back and forwards, tryna stay on my toes
Piggy in the middle, tripping up on my lace and I fall
With my face on the floor,
No money in it so it’s the same as before
Fans don’t wanna pay anymore
Chose the wrong decade to be born in
But I’m running with it anyway, try keep up
Never see me with my feet up, make them eat dust
I’m doomed if I don’t make it out
I’m looking down like «Feet, don’t fail me now»
Feeling like Roadrunner with the Wild Coyote
On my trail, legs moving, the light devotes me
I ain’t lazy like the rest of them
I’ll leave them out like they’re running on wet cement
I stay one step ahead on the run like a headless chicken
And they’re way behind
Having them in a matter of seconds, they get left in the distance,
I wave goodbye
Go get in your own lane
I’m Michael Johnson running in my gold chain
Yeah these fools wanna be on top
But tell them they’re not
And never get knocked off your pedestal
No prizes for second place, survival of the fittest
If I didn’t have to do no piss test then I would’ve been in the Olympics
Running rings around them, I don’t see no competition
It’s like my opposition are only here to watch me winning
Run myself into the ground, I keep going
Run until there’s holes in my socks and my feet are swollen
Run myself into the ground, I keep going (Keep going, keep going, keep going)
Never take a second to look back at what I’ve done
I don’t wanna catch a glimpse of what I’m running from
Always try to sneak up, glad I’m on my toes
Running down my soul, I run until I find some way that I can go