R3CK Lyrics

Oh oh

Feel like I'm finna blow away

Oh oh

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away

The days almost over

When I look out my door

I don't know how to feel

I don't know how to act anymore

A lot of complicated situations

All on the floor

And nothing breaks me so I guess

I'm really feeling my best

I'd rather be living my life

like a wreck

Four three two one

I hope most of my friends

Wonder where I've been

I hope it's way before

I'm rolling in my benz

I won't give a flying fuck

What happens then

It's not about the money

I just be

Spinning trippin flippin

Fucking up the ends

Counting money shooting guns

Memories to end

No more nine to fives

For my moms ever again

Changing lives left and right

Switching lanes left and right

Over and over again

Over and over again

Again

Over again

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away

Running out of time

But it feel like I'm finna blow away