Run to You (feat. Chance the Rapper & VIC MENSA)

Yeah, whole lot
Baby girl, it's a whole lot
Yeah, yeah

She hit my number, call my phone
Text me, when I'm coming home?
I miss you too, my baby, I go see you in a minute
I dey come to you
And baby, baby, I dey run to you now, and I'm-

She hit my number, call my phone
Text me, when I'm coming home?
I know you miss me, girl, I miss you too
See me, I dey run to you
Baby girl, see, I dey come to you now

Tonight we're going nasty
Girl, we're going crazy
Do it on the bed and the couch, on the balcony
You know I ain't playing
I miss your body crazy
Sat behind my desk, but all I think about is you girl

Mmm-
When I dey work, e no dey work (never)
'Cause I dey think about you girl (nakai)
Stuck on my mind, it's only her
Yeah-yi, yeah

Listen, wanna hear you scream my name
I wanna hear you plead
Then, tell me boy, take it easy
But I no decline
And I ain't tryna cause no pain
I wanna give you pleasure
Pleasure over pleasure
In any kind of weather

Baby girl, you know say I got ya
'Til the end
Baby, ride or die for ya
I go blast you from the morning to the evening
From the weekday to the weekend

Oh, no, she hit my number, call my phone
Text me, when I'm coming home?
I miss you too, my baby, I go see you in a minute
I dey run to you (run to you)
Baby girl, see, I dey come to you now
(I dey come to you now)

She hit my number, call my phone
Ask me, when I'm coming home?
I know you miss me
Girl, I miss you too
See me, I dey run to you (run to you)
Oh, baby girl, see, I dey come to you now
(I dey come to you now)

Come to me on the storm
And I'll be your shelter
When the world's ending, pending, helter-skelter
Engine on E
I'll be your rock, Gibraltar
I need you like Nigeria needs Hausa
Written in Swahili on the tomb of Nefertiti

Kunta, Chakaliya
Baggy jeans like Aaliyah
I dress you in Chloe, they follow you, no Phoebe
Paparazzi catch us stepping out like Ri-Ri
Lay your body sweetly

On a beach of white sand
All I need is one mic'
And you, my mic' stand
I'm your knight in shining armor
Not a one-night stand
I'm talking about forever
That's why I wrote you this letter

I wrote you a letter, but the note got wet
Not soaked but the strokes got slept
And the message got stuck at the post office
It wasn't nothing I ain't told y'all yet
Hol' on, let me catch my breath
I've been chasing you for a million, light years

This message is brilliant
This not just the 16, it's a catillion
This not just a note, baby, this is a trillion
It's only three words, a few birds
You know, I doodle
My heart's an arts and crafts

I make a song outta noodles
I try to use some bigger words
I learn them off of Google
It sounded like the truth
But it just wasn't as truthful
Okay, without further ado, the perfect and true

Message, I've rehearsed and carried for you
From scribe to button
Instinct wrote in red ink
Three words, all caps
I'm coming back

I no ever wanna lose you to somebody else
That go make I overheat o (make I overheat o)
Girl, you go make I insane, oh yeah-yeah
Say, I no never wanna lose you to somebody else
Aye, aye
That go make I overheat o (make I overheat o)
Girl, you don go make I insane o, oh, ooh

She hit my number, text my phone
Ask me, when I'm coming home?
I miss you too, my baby, I go see you in a minute
I dey run to you (I dey run to you)
And baby girl, see, I dey come to you

Ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh (baby, I dey run to you)
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
Ooh, ooh

Ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh