Oliver Walker - Mississippi lyrics

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

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

I’ve been running i’ve been running
I’ve been running i’ve been running

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?

Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

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

I’ve been running i’ve been running
I’ve been running i’ve been running

Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

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

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