[Intro]
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
From you

[Chorus]
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
From you

[Post-Chorus]
I’ve been running
I’ve been running
I’ve been running
I’ve been running

[Verse]
All of this time you were telling me lies
Look in the mirror, I see a disguise, why
You were too busy to show any love
You’re like an angel, you flying above
But now?
You’re stuck to the ground
Let’s take it slow, I already know, how this thing goеs, you say yes but I say no, like woah
I’m bout to glow
Changing the systеm, I live in the cold
I live in the snow
Like I am a ghost
You cheating, you lied, you walk out the door
You faithful, you love me, I’m keeping you close
I don’t listen to y’all
Will you still love me tomorrow?
[Bridge]
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

[Chorus]
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
I've been tryna run away
You've been tryna come my way
From you

[Post-Chorus]
I’ve been running
I’ve been running
I’ve been running
I’ve been running

[Bridge]
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

[Interlude - Beat Switch]
I don’t really fuck with y’all
I don’t wanna talk about none
You wanna talk about cash?
Well, I get the largest of sums
I called my bitch, have you seen her?
Buy her a ring and a prenup
She gonna steal all my money
She wanna get me it’s funny
They call me the goat
You already know
I got the pot of the gold
I make hella beats
Put em online, by tomorrow they sold
Bragging is not my strong suit
But it's not my weakness
From here to Mississippi
And then to Venus
I’m on my board, getting bored, I don’t see no score
Sipping on that light, like I’m Posty dressed in my decor
New shit from the old, all these pussys say the same old thing
I’ve been robbed before but I still step out in the coldest bling
I got the coldest of things
I carry them all on my back
I got the coldest of drips
I carry them all on my back
I got the coldest of things
I carry them all on my back
I’m living like I am king
So why am I still sad
[Outro]
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi
From here to Mississippi