Letra de Running Around - Childish Gambino

(Feat. Fousheé)

It's the weekend, and I'm outta my mind

Yeah, it's the weekend, and I'm outta my mind

Yeah, I was sleepin', but I ran out of time

Yeah, I was sleepin', but I ran out of time

I got my haircut, and I'm ready to go

I got my haircut, and I'm ready to go

I had a good thing, but I don't care anymore

I had a good thing, but I don't care anymore, no

And they used to call me "a runaway", oh, yeah, yeah (Hey, hey, hey)

'Cause I know the drill every night and day

Runnin' around

And we always know what they're gonna say, oh, yeah, yeah (Hey, hey, hey)

Never seems to be any other way

Runnin' around

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

Runnin' out of ammunition

Don't need to fire at my opps, they dig their own ditches

I put 3.50 in my tank and I drive to your bitches

Can't take a breath, this life is dank, it smell like old fish sticks

Such a shame, innit?

Smile through the pain

It's a fresh silk press in the rain

Gotta let those nuts hang

Whatever God threw up, I bang

I don't give a fuck 'bout a bleach blonde bad built butch body having ass thing

I barely got through Friday, it's the motherfucking weekend

Don't lose faith, you are strong

Keep goin' on, keep goin'

And they used to call me "a runaway" (And they used to call me "a runaway")

'Cause I know the drill every night and day

We're runnin' around (Night and day)

And we always know what they're gonna say, oh, yeah, yeah (What they're gonna say)

Never seems to be any other way

Runnin' around

And they used to call me "a runaway"

'Cause I know the drill every night and day

We're runnin' around

And we always know what they're gonna say

Never seems to be any other way

Oh my God

What?

They don't have a bidet

Are you fucking serious?

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