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part of me's a poltergeist
From a different life
That was never mine
I find segments of myself a couple beats out of time
The mirror's looking at me

think but it's all getting to my brain
Before I go insane
Getting all frustrated
Just a little bit impatient
Feel like I'm running out of time
To be

come and get it bitch
I just popped a ritalin
If I hear him talking shit
Imma know him out his times
31 Flavors of these ice cold hollow tips
I've been

That and this
Look here bitch
Focus on my voice I'm tryna teach you something now
Y'all hoes been acting out it's time I put you back in bounds
Just so

Somehow, I feel much older now
The sweat caught in my mouth has lost its salt
Slow down, it's time to spit it out
And if the fates allow, to sing

all behind
I'm running out of time
I am the same man
As when I bought my ticket
Nothing's changed really

and toss that rain coat
Make it out next time it's a umbrella in that rolls door
I'm getting money I'm getting money
I'm getting money with my shooters so

on the eastbound subway train
Out of luck on the eastbound subway train
Out of time on the eastbound subway train

heart out
And I know she sees me, even when it's dark out
Hope that bitch don't try me, next time gon' be lights out
Now and I get high, I know I'm fine

around that bend

Burnt myself right down to ashes
Trying to figure out why time is passing
So slow, so slow
Talking 'bout love and faded passion
Spewing

you really blew that
Now these bitches
Get the black heart
I Fuck em then I move back
Yea I'm on a mission
Fuck these hoes I got no time
To just be out

Waking up
Tired as fuck
Put the same old jeans on
Time to go
Vámonos
Out the door and I'm gone
Wait a sec
Who is that?
Why is she so damn pretty?

too blind
To see the things that they seek
And now we out of time
Some still trying to preach
Seek the divine
In the valley of the meek
While others sit

Excalibur, step to my throne put em underground
Visions of a new world clouding my mind
A new era coming in but still I'm running out of time
I know one day

the world a mess
Oh I was unaware
That we were out of time
Didn't cross my mind
But at least we could say we tried
How could I be prepared for this
To change

time
Pulsing away west out to eleventh
Where merch dreams
Tucked in and sauntered by
Jet flights in your inbox

A weekender tote and tight clothes
One

really thought she was something but that hoe just a thot
I had to hit her one more time then kick her out the spot
Now I'm getting back in to it
No cap

got is cry's and a lot of tears
Hugging on these lines
Running out of time
All I got is rhymes and a lot of fear
And it's so hard out here trynna make

and remixing shit
They wonder how I do it
Pop out every time on some different Shit
Took a look at myself seen Progression
I was made for this shit I was

And live it again
But for now
You take your time you figure it out
Caught up in a sound
And it's never slowing down

talons
Try to move me all you want
You won't throw me off balance

Tell me that I'm out of line
And I'll send you a funeral
Tell me I'm running out of time

suggested that
Fuck feeling great
Man just resonate
With message quit the messin
Figure it out it's time you address it
Smoke too much it's a curse

that I worry about
Give me time to write it out
There has never been a drought
Of our never-ending doubt
Like a roller coaster's screams
Hope in

she known by her throat
What do you mean
Bag real deep still popping out with shit they ain't seen
Days getting older running out of time
Wonder when