Let Me Go

My mother cleans houses, dad works at a bank
Curse of that is people think my life is perfect, it ain't
Hurts me to say I felt I wasn't what they urged me to be
I was never what my brother was, I learned right away
At ten I wrote my first song, at twelve recorded it all
It felt important at first
"But honey Morgan, that's false
You gotta go to you room
Say prayers while holding your palms
Forget this music, it's through
Don't think you're getting involved"
But mom I'm older, it's cool
Don't wanna go by your rules
I'm just fucking outcast and no one knows me at school
I don't smoke, I don't drink
Don't wanna grow to be you
Just let me go, I'm okay
Be back to show you the proof

Let me try
Let me grow
Let me live
But you won't
Let me go
Let me go
Step aside
Let me show
I can drive down this road
Let me go
Let me go

I was sixteen when I performed my first show
No one came with except the homie that drove
"Fuck it, we're going alone"
Got off stage, not a text on my phone
No congrats, no "We're proud"
No one to tell me I'm dope
Eighteen, I moved out to school
I brought my notebook to write
Hoping to jot a song a day and then record it at night
My parents told me I was finished
"You won't tour in your life
You ain't bringing a thing to collage, not a cord or a mic"
But mom I'm older it's fine
Fuck all these homework assignments
I've been dreaming of this but I ain't closing my eyes
I don't smoke, I don't drink
I'm in my dorm every night
Just let me go, I'm okay
Be back at home when it's time

Let me try
Let me grow
Let me live
But you won't
Let me go
Let me go
Step aside
Let me show
I can drive down this road
Let me go
Let me go

At nineteen I lost hope, moved back to my moms
I took a couple classes still, just to have when I want
I tried everything I knew
Every rap, every song
But nothing worked and no one saw the vision that I had brought
I checked my Twitter at noon on lunch break at my shift
I read "I'm going on tour, who should I take along with?"
I told my fans "This is it, tweet him back I'm the shit"
The next day I got an email that I was picked
I fucking told you mom, I'm never coming back here
Touring fifty states in sixty days with blackbear
Now I'm playing shows at twenty-two and I have fans here
Next year I'll be home, hope I see you and dad there
Yeah