Tryin' to stop your leavin' Train's a comin', river's runnin' Got a guitar on my back And I'm standin' on this lonesome railroad track Train's a-comin' It'll be here 'fore too long But I don't think I can stop it with a song Girl, that's the kind of way

You got to keep your head up When the world won’t let up I still believe in Sometimes you got to lose everything To find out that you’ve always been running blind Sometimes you got to leave everything To find out what you don’t want to leave behind

Running from my heart Hate to go so soon This has to be the end You won't see me again The far side of the moon Get away from me Wish that I could hear this Ain't got time for your nonsense Don't wanna hear you speak

(God bless, oh God bless, oh God bless, oh God bless, oh) Ain't got nothin', runnin' from love Only know fear That's me, Ms. 20 Something Wish you were here, oh Stuck in them 20 somethings, stuck in them 20 somethings Good luck on them 20 somethings,

(I won't fall) You can two face me, backstabb me A nigga still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying You can try to set me up and all that A nigga too much on point for all that Yo, you got these niggas running around like they head cut off Like they

Why are we always stuck and running from The bullets? The bullets We gotta get away from here Just stop your crying We never learn, we been here before It's a sign of the times We got to get away We got to, we got to (away)

Layla, you've got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging, darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind. What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long. You know it's just

You can't hurt me now I got away from you, I never thought I would You can't make me cry, you once had the power I never felt so good about myself Oh Father you never wanted to live that way You never wanted to hurt me Why am I running away It's funny

I'll hold you tight, treat your body right, yeah I'll hold you tight, treat your body right All I wanna do, is stay the night with you I'm not a stalker I just gotta know 'Cause I'm runnin' out of time Promise you I'm not insane I'm going out of my mind

Call me what you want but you can't call me broke Pull up with that choppa and a telescope Got 50 chickens in with me, runnin' around in my city Young rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys, rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys We makin' a motion picture,