Don't want no money Don't need a fancy car I don't want the title of a movie star I just want that taste of a little success Something to call my own escape from the tests I deteste Im not a supermodel on magazines I'm just a guy who rides the tide outside of your typical means A-a-ah And if you catch me in a black limousine I'd be the driver, not the rider, far too doped on caffeine A-a-ah I'm pushin' through the revolving door But it spins, and it spins, and it spins back around I'm tryna push through the other side But it spins, and it spins, and it spins me around I keep running I, I, keep running, faster I don't wanna I, I, don't wanna, slow down I keep running I, I, keep running, faster I don't wanna I, I, don't wanna, slow down I'll crank the engine, and step on the gas I may not be too cool But I can go real fast! Oh-oh, Just want to race with a little finesse And take the first place with a little less stress, I confess I'm not the C.E.O of 'all of the things' I'm just a guy who wants to fly real high without all the strings A-a-ah So if you catch me on a big movie screen I'd be the waiter serving cater to the crew on the scene A-a-ah I'm pushin' through the revolving door But it spins, and it spins, and it spins back around I'm tryna push through the other side But it spins, and it spins, and it spins me around I'm pushin' through the revolving door But it spins, and it spins, and it spins back around I'm tryna push through the other side But it spins, and it spins, and it spins me around I keep running I, I, keep running, faster I don't wanna I, I, don't wanna, slow down I keep running I, I, keep running, faster I don't wanna I, I, don't wanna, slow down I keep running I, I, keep running, faster I dont wanna I, I, dont wanna slow down I keep running I, I, keep running, faster I dont wanna I, I, dont wanna, slow downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
