Weekend Miles

[Intro]
Ring, ring
You there?
Yeah
[Verse 1]
156 on the map, that’s light
Three years deep, still feels like night one
Late calls, you asleep, “you alright?”
You laugh soft, say my name, then the fight done
Screens glow, but I know your mood
From the way you breathe, from the quiet in the room
Every “hold on, my mom here” pause
Make me dream ‘bout keys to our spot, both cars in the yard
[Chorus]
Weekend love, then the weekdays miss you
Countin’ down miles, tryna get back with you
Late night call ‘til the sunrise hits you
Falling every time I say “I gotta go” (nah)
Three years runnin’, still feels brand new
Same old hoodie, still smells like you
156, but my heart right with you
Weekend love, turn it into life-long, true (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Gas tank half, heart tank full
Playlist on, think ‘bout us in school
How we went from “who that?” to “this my world”
From “text me later” to “I want you, girl”
Two suitcases by the door each Friday
I’m speedin’ through small towns, all in my driveway
Show up, you run out with them tired eyes
Messy hair, big smile, that’s my sunrise
You cook late, we talk plans in the kitchen
Baby names in the air, both of us just wishin’
Every Sunday night, that goodbye hurt
Hold you so long that my back start work
But I still pull off slow, see you in the rearview
Think “one day, this ride be our daily commute”
Till then, it’s
[Chorus]
Weekend love, then the weekdays miss you
Countin’ down miles, tryna get back with you
Late night call ‘til the sunrise hits you
Falling every time I say “I gotta go” (I don’t wanna go)
Three years runnin’, still feels brand new
Same old hoodie, still smells like you
156, but my heart right with you
Weekend love, turn it into life-long, true
[Bridge]
How far is far when your voice this close? (yeah)
How long is long when the call don’t close? (uh)
Every “you up?” turn to “don’t hang up”
Every “goodnight” sound like “I’m in love”
If the distance test us, we pass that, baby
Missed calls, bad service, still you my lady
Till the miles turn minutes, minutes turn home
I’m on my way, say my name through the phone (through the phone)
[Chorus]
Weekend love, then the weekdays miss you
Countin’ down miles, tryna get back with you
Late night call ‘til the sunrise hits you
Falling every time I say “I gotta go” (I’m fallin’)
Three years runnin’, still feels brand new
Same old hoodie, still smells like you
156, but my heart right with you
Weekend love, turn it into life-long, true (yeah)
[Outro]
Ring, ring
“Text me when you make it”
I made it, but I’m still
Still chasin’ you (yeah)

rap, Warm, melodic hip-hop beat with swung drums, round bass, and hazy late-night keys. Male vocals with a sing-rap hook; verses sit tight in the pocket, intimate and conversational. Choruses bloom with stacked harmonies and subtle autotune glides. Gentle ear-candy ad-libs and filtered intro/outro create a phone-call vibe that lifts into anthemic energy by the final hook., hip hop