Lyrics Runaway - Pell

Runaway

Oh, oh, oh oh
Out in the cold you told me you would be fine
Now you’re alone, struggling for a place to call home
And I’m there, not a minute late
Another runaway, we need to run away
Situation elevated since the last time I was faded
And we called ourselves brothers but the distance had me changing
Poured the champagne but y’all too far away to taste it
Used to hate on city life cause y’all too far away to chase it
Feeling in the matrix but there ain’t no one to save us
So we gotta take advantage of the cards that we was handed
Clothes come easy now, shout out to my uncle Nenix
Now we running shit, shout out to my orthopedist
Started from the womb, we’ve been spitting since a fetus
Now I’m crowded by conceited motherfuckers that ain’t eatin', all good
Tell 'em back home it’s all good
Tell 'em eat a dick all wood, pause
Just remember me a winner cause I’ll see you come December
Holidays are just reminders of the times I wasn’t with you
Hold this within my left wrist for our friendship
Till the reaper come and get us, y’all my motherfucking niggas
Out in the cold you told me you would be fine
Now you’re alone, struggling for a place to call home
And I’m there, not a minute late
Another runaway, we need to run away
Out in the cold you told me you would be fine
Now you’re alone, struggling for a place to call home
And I’m there, not a minute late
Another runaway, we need to run away
Situation elevated since the last time I was faded
And the last time me and you had had a peaceful conversation
Told me keep on trucking like we towing
Nevertheless I’m still focused on the thoughts of how you holding up
Don’t hope for much, you hold your coffee down
I’m making Starbucks, the playing field even but I know we both cheating
Got a rhyme but not a reason for the lies that I was leading
Got a meeting with my dream so there’s no time to Skype this evening
Your sister, I miss her, your boyfriend through the meter, no, I’m playing
Your boy’s a joke, word to Marlon Wayans, swear I fight him in a second, girl
You know the mic my friend
It’s how you get the message when I no longer can text you
Hear our past on every record cause it’s way too hard forgetting
All the teachings in the world can’t force another lesson
That it’s better you’re a ghost within my presence
But I still remember you just as a blessing, I’m confessing
Out in the cold you told me you would be fine
Now you’re alone, struggling for a place to call home
And I’m there, not a minute late
Another runaway, we need to run away
Out in the cold you told me you would be fine
Now you’re alone, struggling for a place to call home
And I’m there, not a minute late
Another runaway, we need to run away, oh, oh
On and on till I see you again
We’ll go on and on till we wash away our problems
We’ll go on and on till I run back to my city
Oh, I can’t wait, I can’t wait