Running from lames swear to god it hasn’t changed everyday it’s the same thing running for change yes I’m collecting my rings yea it’s just me and the gang yea we say doing our thang why are these n***as so hateful why ain’t they grateful man that is painful
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Running the world I feel like I’m sonic running the world I feel like I’m sonic idk maybe I might’ve just lost it but I’m running the world I feel like I’m sonic

Ima blow up that’s the plan till then I’m running up bands use to have handful of sand now they say I am the man they like the way that I ran I done took off on these n***as I been plotting for my dinner use to be a born sinner now they say I am winner i might take off for the winter I master shit like I’m splinter kicking shit take a pic watch a flick owning shit like I’m Rick music sick she just want the dick ima hit that lick pass it off good luck riding in my truck I remember when they said I sucked now they give a fuck now she want fuck I was a dubby I find it funny moving on right or wrong this my song who u fooling who u tricking I’m still sticking making picks like I’m picking eating good eating chicken i been cooking in the kitchen water whipping like I’m coasting I was chosen you ain’t buy it was stolen getting hot like a cauldron Running for the blue like my name sonic all I ever wanted was them blue hunnids running from my past cause it is haunted yo your boy sick like he caught the bluebonic pockets full like it ate some blue bonnet i don’t fwu and that’s to be honest high off in space I took off like a rocket i might go diddy say fuck it let’s bop it stayed down with my team cuz that’s how we rocking making hit after hit after hit I might break my wrist I don’t give a shit I’m still running this lifting my team I think I broke a disk making new sauces I need a new whisk feeling tipsy like I’m tipping mike jones I been tripping never slipping making money money flipping trying sauces sauces dipping n***as lacking I been catching I been shooting no strapping I’m just aiming no capping running and running like a running man ima blow yo mind like a hundred band stretching cross the country mr elastic man I’m On they tongue like someone popped a xan I remember when i needed fan now I’m hot and i got plenty of fans ppl hear my shit and they be like damn I don’t got friends I just really got fam if u in my way like dodge u get rammed chasing that cheese cuz that bread make me ham call me will Smith cuz a legend I am give me a minute I’ll blow up on the gram I won’t rest till I see a hunnid grand ima check these n***as Nike the brand I done took off do you feel what I’m saying

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Running the world I feel like I’m sonic running the world I feel like I’m sonic idk maybe I might’ve just lost it but I’m running the world I feel like I’m sonic