Lyrical Breakdown of Runnin Outta Time - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Runnin Outta Time" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Runnin Outta Time" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Future employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Future's narrative.
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Maybe we just running out of time
Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines
But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left
They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself
Maybe we just running out of time (out of time)
Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines
But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left
They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (ooh)
I can't trust nobody, I can't trust nobody I know
Left me alone, I was grinding, I had to find myself
Real one, had to remind myself
Sometimes evеn rich niggas get lost
I'm experiеncing more paranoia
Finding love got me more paranoid
I can't tell who real anymore (woo)
It's the ones that I cherish and adore
It'll never be like it was before
Before I was climbing up the charts
When you leaving, you leave me no choice (ooh)
I'll come back and unpack the Rolls-Royce
I'll come through if you need me, of course
Hope it come to the day we rejoice
I got your back like a spine (woo!)
Maybe we just running out of time
Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines
But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left
They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (ooh)
Maybe we just running out of time (out of time)
Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines (ooh)
But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left
They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (ooh)
Never could trust you, I still got your location on
Fell out of love, I delete all the nudes out your phone
Can't get a reaction out of me (ooh), that's what you want
It's not sexy to show your vulnerability, keep it calm (yeah)
Had her eating sushi out my palm (ooh)
Got a new penthouse, sitting at the palms
Got a flock of birds wrapped around my arms
Tried to park the Bugatti in the lobby
Went to Puerto Rico, went to Bali (with who?)
Got her body done just for a hobby (I did)
Got her skating on new ice like it's hockey (Pluto)
Made her throw away all the Versace
Bitches fucking each other (ooh), we watching
Maybe we just running out of time (out of time)
Ain't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines
But I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left
They done turned their back on me, never turned on myself (never turned on myself)
Hey, baby, we running through time zones
You coming back, no matter where you go (ooh)
Hey (respect)
Yeah, I'm fried
Yeah, I'm fried, hold on
Yeah, I'm fried, hold on
And I'm boutta get fried (so pass the weed over here)
Fried
Hey, y'all ain't exempt (it's her birthday)
Gonna do it (whose birthday is it?)
Alright, come on, I'll pick up the song back going so y'all can take shots
Yes, sir