Chicago (feat. Vic Mensa)

You'll be back

You'll see, sooner, later you'll run home

You'll run home

You said you wanted time

But we've only got so much and it's weighed in gold

I weigh my time in gold

So that's how you're goin' on

You pack your bags and cut me off

And now you're doin' it on your own

Chicago must be getting cold this time of year

Well, I fear that you'll be runnin' back

I'll be here

The days and the weeks go by

Will you start to miss what you left behind?

You'll be back

You'll see, sooner, later you'll run home

You'll run home

You said you wanted time

But we've only got so much and it's weighed in gold

I weigh my time in gold

So that's how you're goin' on

You leave me crumbs and let me know

That you're happier alone

Chicago must be so much fun this time of year

Well I fear that you'll be runnin' back

And I'll be here

The days and the months go by

You start to miss what you left behind

You'll be back

You'll see, sooner, later you'll run home

You'll run home

You said you wanted time

But we've only got so much and it's weighed in gold

I weigh my time in gold

(I weigh my time, I weigh my time)

I shoulda left your ass in Chicago

Miss Misery, you ain't shit to me

Know you love company, but you know how the business be

One day you in love with me, the next day we enemies

String me along, then try to play me like a symphony

Shittin' on me publicly, you do it just to fuck with me

Cut me, then be cuffin' me, like I was in custody

I can tell you judgin' me, I see it in your eyes

It's somethin' like Sia, I can see in your disguise

And I know you want back that old thing

I just want a love that's supreme like Coltrane

We both know I'm always on the road, ballin' outta control

But I guess I'll see you at my next home game, Chicago

You'll be back

You'll see, sooner, later you'll run home

You'll run home