Ab-Soul - World Runners Lyrics






[Intro:]
These days I'm so focused
Fast life, slow motion
These, these days I'm so focused
These days I'm so focused
Fast life, slow motion

[Hook - Ab Soul & 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 waiting
Cause some people chase the world
Other people let the world chase them, yo

[Bridge - Ab Soul (x4):]
We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)
We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)

[Verse 1 - 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?
Yeah, I put that on me
I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly
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

[Hook]
[Bridge]

[Verse 2 - 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, 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
Running miles to the mouths of meows coming out (high plane try not to be bomber)

[Interlude - 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

[Hook]
[Bridge]

[Outro - Ab-Soul:]
Go, go, uh
Yeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain
Niggas left for the sniff and came back for the base
You could tell he was tripping by the look on his face
No new jacks in my city
Aye, I’m feeling like G money, money, money
Yeah, uh, I’m feeling like G money, money, money
Yeah, no new jacks in my city
Bitch, I’m G money, money, money





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Ab-Soul World Runners Comments
  1. S.... G....

    Read this shit in closed caption lol

  2. K.... B....

    This is literally a gift from the universe

  3. T.... T....

    2019 still the magnificent piece of art Africans are genius some guy said this while playing this song in Johannesburg

  4. s.... ....

    I've been trying to find this forever. Omg... Soo Woke

  5. A.... S....

    Maybe im just a dreamer🔥💯

  6. C.... A....

    That good book

  7. J.... P....

    Still a great song

  8. p.... h....

    shit get serious you feel like a prince in a pharaohs pyramid
    schemed

    you ain't got your heart in the right place
    how the hell you finna stay on beat
    ya I put that on me
    I got a gun and a good book leave all your homies "holy"
    holy moly
    *bang
    black sheep no miss bo peep motherfuck police
    till they release all of my OG's
    you can lean on me till your Morgan Free you don't need no sleep

  9. J.... L....

    this my shit 2 of my fav millennium artist

  10. R.... P....

    This shit is the freshest shit out right now!

  11. A.... ....

    This The jam 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  12. p.... ....

    These days I'm so focused
    Fast life, slow motion
    These, these days I'm so focused
    These days I'm so focused
    Fast life, slow motion

    [Hook - Ab Soul & 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 waiting
    Cause some people chase the world
    Other people let the world chase them, yo

    [Bridge - Ab Soul (x4):]
    We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)
    We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)

    [Verse 1 - 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?
    Yeah, I put that on me
    I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly
    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

    [Hook] 
    [Bridge]

    [Verse 2 - 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, 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
    Running miles to the mouths of meows coming out (high plane try not to be bomber)

    [Interlude - 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

    [Hook] 
    [Bridge]

    [Outro - Ab-Soul:]
    Go, go, uh
    Yeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain
    Niggas left for the sniff and came back for the base
    You could tell he was tripping by the look on his face
    No new jacks in my city
    Aye, I’m feeling like G money, money, money
    Yeah, uh, I’m feeling like G money, money, money
    Yeah, no new jacks in my city
    Bitch, I’m G money, money, money


  13. Q.... ....

    some people chase the world... other people let the world chase them

  14. C.... M....

    this is mad Dope.. Fucks with Ab-soul