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Im tryin’ baby

Did you think I’d want to go

And I’d like to be there with you

But you see I’m on the road

Don’t worry I’m doing my thing

Killin’ stages I run this tour

From the road to the show to the after party

But when it’s over I’m done, I’m yours

I promise girl when I’m there

I swear I’m staying

We could do it 5 times a day yeah that don’t mean we’re praying

But I had to call

Cause I need to let you know

The tour ain’t over, we had to add one more show

Well I knew you’d say that

Yeah baby you ain’t never gonna get this

I go from the bus to the stage, but you don’t like me this young and reckless

Young and stupid I get this that’s what it is when I’m on my grind

Where i spend my time

Never looking for trouble but it seems that it’s all I find

You know that I get you

But this is who I am

And I’ll see you soon

I know you don’t give a damn

Just know that I hate the fact that you’re alone

That’s why imma get my ass back home




I don’t know where I’m going either

but that’s what makes it perfect

Cause when we get wherever there is you know it’ll be worth it

I’m picturing bright signs

Everything lit up in neon takin’ me beyond someone like you, like I was rockin’ the stage with Leon

King without a crown

A life without a plan

Another hitch in the story ride the road without a van

That’s that breakdown

But I still see you in the rearview

And when the road gets quiet I feel like I can hear you

Bring that ass back

Next flight out catch that

Like old times flash back

Feel inspired baby pass that

Suited up like a hazmat

While I run it in the lane like a half back

With a beat and a mic in a knapsack that’s all we ever needed to smash tracks

System overload

Cross state lines show-to-show

Yeah and I hope you know

Wherever we go we’re gonna run the globe

See I took it to the road now it’s time I start bringing it back

Exactly to where the key to your heart was sitting under the mat




I know you don’t like it when I’m out here

Living on the road

And I can’t wait to get back there

With you at home

It’s gotta be like winning the lottery when I get you on top of me

Yeah I wish I could let you know

I wanna stop time make the hands slow

Do you see the art thats the plan though

Sorry I gotta leave you baby so just wave goodbye and watch the van go(gh)