Walking by myself I walk in time
I talk too much, so much I speak in crime
I say it in the kitchen I fuck that mind
Cause I’ve been firing frustrations at my live

When it’s up
It’s up
I hurry, hurry, hurry
While I walk in the rain / my heart beats in pain

Running by myself I run in live
I hate so much so much I can’t deny
I say it it’s money in this live
Money makes you slow and makes the motherfucker grow