[Verse 1] I dug in the tray Found crumbs and a stem That last little bag Was a joke on me Pocket full of change But not enough green Now I’m pacing circles In my same old jeans [Pre-Chorus] Call my people up Get that answered tone Everybody quiet Like they turned off the phone I’m staring at the jar Like it owes me more Got a half-lit dream And a locked front door [Chorus] I’m running out Running out Running out of weed I need a little more Need a little more Before I can breathe Empty little pouch Empty little pouch That’s the mess I see I’m running out Running out Running out of weed [Verse 2] Ash on the plate Green on my tongue I was feeling good Now the fun is done Checked under the seat Checked the old jar cap Nothing in the corner Nothing in the back My mood got thin My grin got fake Now I’m texting “you up?” Like it’s a life or death case Got a blunt-sized hole In my Friday plans And the whole room knows I’m a desperate man [Pre-Chorus] Call my people up Let it ring, let it ring I can hear the silence Like a broken string Got a dry mouth blues And a restless knee Said I’d be straight Now look at me [Chorus] I’m running out Running out Running out of weed I need a little more Need a little more Before I can breathe Empty little pouch Empty little pouch That’s the mess I see I’m running out Running out Running out of weed [Bridge] Maybe I should chill Maybe let it go But my little patience Never moves that slow House shoes scraping On the kitchen floor Searching every jacket Every drawer, every drawer [Chorus] I’m running out Running out Running out of weed I need a little more Need a little more Before I can breathe Empty little pouch Empty little pouch That’s the mess I see I’m running out Running out Running out of weed