Wild

Waking up angry at the world again This time I'm leaving with the world my friend I don't participate, I'd rather be running wild, oh Thank god it was late at night and I didn't dial Your number again, it's been a while I was joggin' before, I'm running wild No fuckboys around, that's when I smile A whole lot of room this summer Moving to the city wanna rule the summer You are not invited to the birthday Because you were blowing candles on my worst day And now you wanna piece of the cake, Lipo You hit me up you wanna crash, no Geico I hang up and proceed to get Michael Moon walk to the fridge for an Ice Cold Eyes on the road, but took my hands off the wheel And lately i just don't know, i don't know Eyes on the road, but took my hands off the wheel And lately i just don't know where my God is taking me Waking up angry at the world again This time i'm leaving with the world my friend I don't participate, I'd rather be Running wild Thank God it was late and I didn't dial Your number again it's been a while I was jogging before, I'm running wild No Fuckboys around, that's when I smile

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