Lyrics: Marcus Morton/Mekdelawit Fissehazion
Music: Marcus Morton
[Intro: redveil & Mekdelawit]
Hey (B***h)
Uh, yeah
****s to give, ah
Running out, running out, running out (Ah, ah, ah)
Running out, running out, running out (Ah-ah-ah)
[Chorus: redveil]
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give, woah
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give (Uh)
[Verse 1: redveil]
Pop my shit like a bad b***h (What?)
I ain't gon' paint in they palette
Talk my shit from my palace (Yeah)
Bet I'm gon get dramatic
That's just one of my habits (B***h)
Assimilation, I ain't gon' have it
I’m being patient, so they can't crash it
How you hating and ain't really ****ing with me? (Uh)
No shame, b***h, I'm so into me
Out the box, in the frame, so they stuck here with me
Know I'ma retain what I need for the cheap
I'ma go insane if they touching the cheese
Joystick in my hand, b***h, I got the cheats
Dormant what I am when I ain't with the beat
I don't understand what be getting into me
I don't understand what be getting into me
[Chorus: redveil]
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give, woah
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give
[Interlude]
Uh, brother 'veil
I looked everywhere and, unfortunately I couldn't find any ****s, man
[Verse 2: Mekdelawit & redveil]
Pop my shit, I'm a bad b***h
Come here, speak my language
Try me, see what happens
You know I ain't average
I been just fine without you (Uh)
You thought that I'd never break through, baby
How much time did it take you, baby?
And you want me to repay you baby?
Found out karma's a b***h
And can't cover up with tattoos all the things you been through
Now you look like a trick, got some lines that you could read through
But no ****s to give you
While you throwin' a fit, got my hands on my hips
I ain't got the time to text you (Got no time)
While you throwin' a fit, got my hands on my hips
I ain't got the time to—, I've been runnin' out of— (Ah-ah-ah)
[Chorus: redveil with Mekdelawit, Mekdelawit]
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give, woah
Running outta ****s to give
Tell me why I'm running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give (Ooh)
[Outro: redveil & Mekdelawit]
Running outta ****s to give
Running outta ****s to give (Hey)
(Running out, running out, running out) Running outta ****s to give
Running out, running out, running out