Running, running, running
You got me running home
You got me running home Switch you a text like i land that A
I get in at 8: 30 but i know that you'll be late
Girl the LA airs dirty but you smell like [?]
And my feelings all game like kiss upon her cheek
Like ah shit, i always mean what i say
I promise, we'll be together one day
Its my girl, or my lady friend
My number 1, [?]
I gotta get while i got it, i ain't got it thats the problem
Gotta finish what i started but too often i get caught up
As she, [?] blowing smoke she one of them
'Cept the smoke she blowing trees like the logo on her [?]
When i, pack all my feeling in a duffel, board a plane
Rock a couple shows and see some girls about the state
My, my ladies home, pray to god that she will stay
Sent a text the other day like god damn i miss my babe
But, I'm coming home, coming out of my youth
Double texting the right time i fly through
And next time i land swear to god i'll tell the truth
I can't expect you too wait and not wait on you
Too come home
Running, running
You got me running home
You got me running home Spoke upon the phone, swear to god to tell the truth
Only smoke when I'm at home, only home when I'm with you
And i ain't been high in like way too long
My friends all say might be time to move on
But you the one baby, time to put it in a verse
You the one baby, got no other [?]
Just got of the plane and you claim that i did wrong
Jerry and elaine how we living like a sitcom
I promise, we'll be together one day
Say you trust me but don't trust what i say
Like ah shit, now I'm 'bout to graduate
I'm coming home, and paying back loans
To turn the friend zone, to the end zone
I do a touchdown dance when i head home
And i know i fucked up when i left you all alone
I know I'm far away but never further than a phone
Coming home
Running, running, running
You got me running home
You got me running home