[Ashanti]
See, my days are cold without you
But I'm hurting while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on running back to you
See, my days are cold without you
But I'm hurting while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on running back to you
Running, running back to you
Running, running back to you
[Tory Lanez]
You heard me, you got me
I didn't like, you loved me
I did that, I'm big mad
Fill big bag, Versace
Oh, if you ain't love me that, you wouldn't keep runnin' back
Oh, it's so hard to hold back but you keep coming back, I'm glad, yeah
And when I need bag, I just put it on replay
Fly her to Miami in city where the Heat play
Had her in the sheets, spinnin', cuttin' like a DJ
Fifteen bottles like a King say
She don't pay attention to that him say and she say
Said it two times then I jinxed it
Saw right through me, had a cup full of lies as I drinked it
Only gonna get it what you wanted
New Givenchy, Birkin bag, girl I was going in
Now you got some', baby flaunt it
Wishin' I kept it honest
[ Tory Lanez]
Oh you got some, oh you got some, oh you got somebody
But you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin' on it, baby
Oh you got some, oh you got some, oh you got somebody
But you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin' on it, baby
[Ashanti & Tory Lanez]
(Runnin' back to me)
See, when I get the strength to leave (Runnin' back)
(Runnin' back)
You can learn to appreciate me (Runnin' back to me)
Then it all remains the same (She runnin' back to me)
That you ain't never gonna change (Never gonna change, never gonna change)
[Ashanti]
You got me, I got you
You actin' out like, you not you
The rumors are not true
You givin' away everything I got you, ooh
Oh, Birkin bags and them tags won't get be back
I give a fuck you blow 15 stacks
You mad as fuck when I spit these facts
'Cause you can spend it 10 ways (10 ways)
Never cared about your money, regardless of what my friends say
'Cause there is nothing that can say
Tory, if you really want it, you come Wednesday (Wednesday)
Boss bitch whip, I pull up 'cause a frenzy
No scratch on it, no spot, no McKenzie, uh
For all of my ladies, sing this song if you can't do wrong
[ Tory Lanez]
Oh you got some, oh you got some, oh you got somebody (yeah, yeah, yeah)
But you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin' on it, baby
Oh you got some, oh you got some, oh you got somebody
But you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin', you won't stop frontin' on it, baby
[Ashanti & Tory Lanez]
(Runnin' back to me)
See, when I get the strength to leave (Runnin' back)
(Runnin' back)
You can learn to appreciate me (Runnin' back to me)
Then it all remains the same (She runnin' back to me)
That you ain't never gonna change (Never gonna change, never gonna change)
[Tory Lanez]
Draft you to the team like Kobe in '96
Blowin' orange drops like you were signed to the Knicks
You fine and you thick, get you assigned to the dick
Have you, runnin' back and forth like suicides in this bitch
Do or dies in this bitch, Like you from ??? in this bitch
I stunt so hard, I stuff credit cards in Goyards
Your face no flaws, no case, no charge
Pulled up in BMs, we spendin' daily per diems
From the AM to the PM, you would hop inside my bed
Get it wetter than, what's that line? Uh
Spray 'em where you see 'em
That's why I'm payin' no attention to chicks I'm playin' in my DM
I know, dropout Rovers, pop out sofas
Was with me when I wasn't eatin' we would pop out stoffers
You see that's why I'm still fuckin' with you
Pay it down, ten toes still thuggin' with you (Word)
Takin' long flights out the DR
Still ??? back to Caicos
Trips for the chick swing them hips like Miss ???
From questions like, "How'd your day go?"
I spend it, extended the suite another week and they go, just to watch the day go
As far as bankroll, bank go
I can speak for it with the trips like sprain on ankle
I keep mami on everyone of 'em, shit, I'm sonnin' 'em
Niggas talkin' crazy to bae, I point the gun at 'em
Super hell shit pop up, dun-dun-dun-dun-dun
Was with me back when I was broke, and so I run it up
Anything for you, I swerve in the lane for you
Hop in the drop top, still work in the rain for you
Nurture this pain for you
'Cause even days that it ain't workin', I'm still lurkin' and hurtin', in pain for you
See the opp, was out here shootin' from the heart
But what's shootin' from the heart with a worthless aim for you?
Yeah
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