Georgia (feat. Dylan Brady)
Picture me rolling
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Cause I'm Wednesday coming
And my problems blow over
And this winds still kicking all these four leaf clovers
Spilling all this life to guide ya
Sometimes it takes a certain person to remind ya
Sometimes it don't even matter where you go
'Cause your dreams are always in store
It's all green don't matter where you mow
And if you hate it you can picture me roll
Picture me rolling
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Cause it all seems focused
All the things you can't know
If we had the same purpose
Then we'd really never grow
Problems tryna leave it all behind ya
It takes a certain kind of day to remind ya
Like you only work your fingers to the bone
Everything you ever did, you did it wrong
I tell you if you living and its never too late
You ain't got hear what I say
Just picture me rolling
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Picture me rolling
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Cause I'm Wednesday coming
And my problems blow over
And this winds still kicking all these four leaf clovers
Spilling all this life to guide ya
Sometimes it takes a certain person to remind ya
Sometimes it don't even matter where you go
'Cause your dreams are always in store
It's all green don't matter where you mow
And if you hate it you can picture me roll
Picture me rolling
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Cause it all seems focused
All the things you can't know
If we had the same purpose
Then we'd really never grow
Problems tryna leave it all behind ya
It takes a certain kind of day to remind ya
Like you only work your fingers to the bone
Everything you ever did, you did it wrong
I tell you if you living and its never too late
You ain't got hear what I say
Just picture me rolling
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Picture me rolling
Picture me outside with my boombox
Picture me pacing
Look at my language
Picture me grinding
Taking expressions right off of my face
Feel like I'm living
Feel like I've been gifted
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Brady, Kevin Beford
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