On the Road

See I've been working since the freaking weekend
Now it's the weekend
And I'm freaking working haven't thought once if it's worth it boy
I ain't perfect boy
Nothing certain boy
Tryna find a life through a curtain boy
No wonder why you hurtin' boy
Meanwhile I'm flirting boy
With a person of interest
Finna hoe of interest
She give me a number
I give her the bidness
Before I could even finish my sentence
She was like, "Hey, can you take me on the road?"
"When you going on tour?"
"Have you ever been before?"
"How many going, and can you bring more?"
"I got some friends you really gotta meet!"
"Can you take time right after this show?"
But I gotta go, it's on to the next
I plan on being on set
As soon as I finish my set
Then it's onto the jet
Plus I don't have patience at all
It wouldn't make sense at all for me to be wait
It's all the same story, so I ignore it
When they all come up sayin'
She's like
Take me, take me, take me, take me on the road
She was like
Take me, take me, take me, take me on the road

Hitting
Different
Cities
Start
With
Twenty
In with
Fifty
Go through
Cinci
Head through
Memphis
Always
In with
The
Beginning
Checking
Vision
If it's
Empty
Something
'Bout this
Faded
Denim
Got me
Feeling
Pretty
Swifty
Am I right, is you with me?
Not in a tipsy, but we riding ten deep
Never gonna bend these
Cause I always bend these
She's like
Take me, take me, take me, take me on the road
She was like
Take me, take me, take me, take me on the road

Please get away from the tour
But she's like I'm sorry nobody wanted us
We're just tryna get to know ya
No room for that here

She's like
Take me, take me, take me, take me on the road
She was like
Take me, take me, take me, take me on the road



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Mills
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