running running running you got me running home you got me running home shoot you a text like i land at 8 i get in at 8 30 but i know that you ll be late girl the la air s dirty but you smell like fate until my feelings all game it s like kiss upon her cheek like ah shit i always mean what i say i promise we ll be together one day as my girl or my lady friend my number 1 some other synonym 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 and she mad as a mug blowing smoke she one of them cept the smoke she blowing trees like the logo on her timbs when i pack all my feeling in a duffel board a plane rock a couple shows and see some girls up out 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 text in 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 to 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 interests first 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 