Cal Scruby - Runnin' lyrics

V1 Got dreams of selling out the Fillmore, #1 on Billboard Count 100 thousand on the bed and there’s still more Tell myself I gotta get my mind right and chill more But the bills say I gotta k** more, so line em up I’m drinking straight from the bottle, I couldn’t find a cup I watch the second-hand tick until the time is up The time is now, I ride around with cameras on A nice night, the lights bright, the candles long The wick burning, I sip bourbon, the whip turning They tried flipping the script, they only flip burgers They don’t concern us, to each his own I’m reaching high, they reaching out, they always leaching on This here the sermon, yeah I’m preaching on They yelling “amen, ” and I’m just wishing I could save them Driving down the road, I’m the rose in the pavement House in the hills but a house ain’t a home if it’s vacant It’s vacant, it’s vacant HOOK I know you wanna get away, I know you wanna get away But tell me what are you running from? Tell me what are you waiting for? Don’t you know that it’s coming? Don’t you know that it’s coming? V2 I go so deep in my mind, I don’t know when I’ll surface Take a breath, headfirst into something uncertain Searching for gold; threw this away like I knew this was old The temperature perfect, the verses are cold Imagine that, came back with something that’s brand new If you don’t stand up, how they gon’ understand you? Cuz they all brainwashed, this music the shampoo I’m head and shoulders above em, I can’t lose Man to be the one chosen is something you can’t choose You gotta play the hand that you’re dealt You gotta start counting your blessings instead of your wealth And if you tryna make a change you better start with yourself And stop running, stop running HOOK