XV - Barry Sanders lyrics

Cause, I'm running feet to the ground
I've been running
They know that my time was coming
Even when I'm away, know I'm running
Back to you

I meet the track like a track meet
Trapping bring traction
So actually I should have cleats
At sixteen I'm rapping
So back then I just had beats

At North High, north side representative
Who said I had a zone
Just like Barry Sanders did
And I roam by the home, Barry Sanders lived
Waiting to be grown
Knowing I'm a be where he is
Well, well, now as I run 'round
The city, I'm flying
I'm riding with my gun now
Got signed and I'm flying higher
Don't wanna come down
I wanna touchdown but I can't just now

Cause, I'm running back back to you
I keep running back back to you (yeah)
Cause, I'm running back back to you (Unhuh)
Running back (I'm like Barry Sanders)
I keep running back
(I feel like Barry Sanders)
I Keep running back
(I'm just like Barry Sanders)

I'm like Barry Sanders and all
From Land of the Oz
A Cancer's that's small but handled the ball
While I manage my flaws, above all
I'm always running back to all my pursuit's
To have my home town getting
Found by label recruit's
Then reboot my high school crushes
I used to think cute
Volume so high that the haters gotta be mute
Then I see you, goddamn my old flame
I took you to soul plane
At North Rock fourteen
Can't 'member your whole name
'member that house party?
I thought we did soul train
And later we got naughty
Then she asked if I was coming back
Said I'm from the home of Barry Sanders
You know I'm always running back

Lookin' out a hotel window
Missing my kin folk
Back at home in Kansas where
Everything was so simple
My addiction felt like H, it just tripled
And I'm just trying to play in
A game full of whistles
It's like me being a Square is
Going to always bring issues
Like a crisis to let the cube
In so I brought missiles
Let y'all get a glimpse of my
Calendar that I flip through
And you won't understand how I make
The music I give you
Home is where the heart is
No wonder I feel heartless
City full of lights
Trying to find where the stars is
Maps tell exactly where a star lives
I find myself
Looking around for a town I find a farm in
Feels like a three-by-five from '95
In front of my grandma's house by
The van my momma drived
Try to move from my love of Rap
But, I'm from the home of Barry Sanders
No wonder I keep on running back