Artist: Ab-Soul f/ Jade Honesty, Lupe Fiasco, Nikki Jean
Album:  These Days...
Song:   World Runners
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
(Soulo!) +These Days+ I'm so focused
Fast-fast life, slow motion
+These, These Days+ I'm so focused
*These Days+ I'm so focused
Fast life, sl-sl-slow mo...

[Chorus: Ab-Soul] (+ w/ Nikki Jean)
(Or maybe I'm just a dreamer)
(And life is but a dream)
(And I would never leave her)
(But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me)
And I be all night, no sleep, real talk, go hard until the AM
You can have my shine, I give you my light, opportunities you take them
And you can take your time on your own time, I be at the finish line waitin'
Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo
We run, we run, we run the world (yeah) we run, we run, we run this world (yeah) {*4X*}

[Ab-Soul]
Yeah, can you hear it? (I spread love) can you feel it in your spirit?
When doves cry shit get serious, you feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid
Scheme, turned dream, turned +Nightmare on Elm Street+
Ye ain't got your heart in the right place, how the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat?
(Soulo!) Yeah, I put that on me
I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly (bang!)
Black sheep, no miss Bo Peep; motherfuck police
'til they release all of my OG's, you could +Lean On Me+ 'til you Morgan Free
You don't need no sleep

[Chorus]

[Lupe Fiasco]
Can't spell Illuminati, without, Lu, can't spell Lu, without, U
Can't spill blood, without, blue, now ask yourself what is what I do
Let you put that together, without, glue {WITHOUT SCREW - f-f-fast life}
Built a time machine in my past life, a horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life
And mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight
Now that's a long way from blackface track that they using for your rat race
Connected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste, maybe like cookies to a monster
Runnin' miles to the mouths of meows coming out {high plane try not to be bomber}

[Interlude: Jade Honesty] + (Nikki Jean)
(Full speed ahead, full speed ahead)
To allow no limits, there are no limits
No limits allowed, no limits exist
(Cause maybe, cause maybe) There are no limits

[Chorus]

{*beat fades away*}

[Outro: Ab-Soul]
Go, go, uhh
Yeah, no roof on the jeep (nope) with a big old chain (yeah)
Niggas left for the sniff (whoop!) and came back for the base (base)
You could tell he was trippin' by the look on his face
No +New Jacks+ in my +City+
Aye, I'm feelin' like G-Money, Money, Money
Yeah, uh, I'm feelin' like G-Money, Money, Money
Yeah, no +New Jacks+ in my +City+
Bitch, I'm G-Money (yeah) Money (yeah) Money (yeah)
Yeah, hehe, yeah (that nigga Lupe stupid)
(That nigga be trippin', that's some real nigga shit right there)