Why time got his Nikes on
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
(Go)
What's the truth without someone to hear it?
What's a feelin' without someone to feel it?
What's appealin'? Sleep in on the weekend
Home solo, spinnin' on the ceilin'
And every day is the same
When the name of the game's
Break sweat to break even (yeah)
And tell fate hit the breaks
Man I'm done switchin' lanes
Just lookin' for a reason (for a reason)
And you call shotgun
And I'll sit in the back of my mind
Yeah, you prima donna
But don't kill my body high
Why time got his Nikes on?
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
Blue thoughts, double knots, don't trip
Slow pitch, love notes, lunch box, yeah
High five, up top, no watch
My time offline, unlocked, yeah
And you call shotgun (and you call shotgun)
And I'll sit in the back of my mind (back of my mind)
Yeah, you prima donna
But don't kill my body high
Why time got his Nikes on?
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
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Why time got his Nikes on
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
(Go)
What's the truth without someone to hear it?
What's a feelin' without someone to feel it?
What's appealin'? Sleep in on the weekend
Home solo, spinnin' on the ceilin'
And every day is the same
When the name of the game's
Break sweat to break even (yeah)
And tell fate hit the breaks
Man I'm done switchin' lanes
Just lookin' for a reason (for a reason)
And you call shotgun
And I'll sit in the back of my mind
Yeah, you prima donna
But don't kill my body high
Why time got his Nikes on?
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
Blue thoughts, double knots, don't trip
Slow pitch, love notes, lunch box, yeah
High five, up top, no watch
My time offline, unlocked, yeah
And you call shotgun (and you call shotgun)
And I'll sit in the back of my mind (back of my mind)
Yeah, you prima donna
But don't kill my body high
Why time got his Nikes on?
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
(Go)
What's the truth without someone to hear it?
What's a feelin' without someone to feel it?
What's appealin'? Sleep in on the weekend
Home solo, spinnin' on the ceilin'
And every day is the same
When the name of the game's
Break sweat to break even (yeah)
And tell fate hit the breaks
Man I'm done switchin' lanes
Just lookin' for a reason (for a reason)
And you call shotgun
And I'll sit in the back of my mind
Yeah, you prima donna
But don't kill my body high
Why time got his Nikes on?
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
Blue thoughts, double knots, don't trip
Slow pitch, love notes, lunch box, yeah
High five, up top, no watch
My time offline, unlocked, yeah
And you call shotgun (and you call shotgun)
And I'll sit in the back of my mind (back of my mind)
Yeah, you prima donna
But don't kill my body high
Why time got his Nikes on?
Runnin' so fast you gon' kill someone
And last time I checked who my friend is
Don't depend on a stimulant
And the daydreams sting like sunburn
Eighteen and ain't gettin' younger
Why time got his Nikes on?
Writer: Conrad Hsiang, Ethan Healy, Grant Nolan Yarber
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave