On the Road

Chasing days chasing days now
Papa was a Rolling stone
Can't see my face, see my face now
Papa said you're on your own
Living out a suitcase, I'm on the road now
There's a lot up on my mind, I need to slow it down
Coming through your city, for a good time
Pray to God we make it, we'll be alright
We'll be alright

Now a lot of y'all don't understand the work that we put in now
From the road to the shows to the interviews, I guess we got some fans now
I've been away from my loved ones for about a month at the least
To know my mama home praying is a comfort for me
I'm fighting everyday to be the man I wanted to be
They say the devil won't be happy and he coming for me
I give him hell before they put me in Heaven
I want a Chevy Chevelle ever since I was like 7
So I'm stepping with my blessings
I'm a tenant to a taint
Not just the earthly goods, I'm talking heavenly things
That's on my everything, I won't let him steal my soul
Tell my people I'm feeling confident than ever before
That's for real

Chasing days chasing days now
Papa was a Rolling stone
Can't see my face, see my face now
Papa said you're on your own
Living out a suitcase, I'm on the road now
There's a lot up on my mind, I need to slow it down
Coming through your city, for a good time
Pray to God we make it, we'll be alright
We'll be alright

Questioning my motives for arriving in this moment
What is it worth to gain the world and lose your soul
I'm on the road but did I ever even own it
All I know is I ain't know it
Feeling like a man without a place to lay my head
Or I bury it in the sand, am I too close to the ledge
Am I too close to the dead that I'm becoming them instead
Doing my part to resurrect
Feeling the earth's breathe, this is the worst yet
Know I'm not perfect but why am I out here with you while my son is taking his first steps?
Wife say I feel distant cause in the distance
And I just wanna be a man, full of commitment
Soul provider in a void
If I'm not the change I wanna see I can't make a difference

Chasing days chasing days now
Papa was a Rolling stone
Can't see my face, see my face now
Papa said you're on your own
Living out a suitcase, I'm on the road now
There's a lot up on my mind, I need to slow it down
Coming through your city, for a good time
Pray to God we make it, we'll be alright
We'll be alright

Take it how you wanna take it, you know I can't fake it
I'm just a rusty couch potato bringing home the bacon
Whenever I am on the road it's hard to practice patience
Sometimes I go toe to toe with the show and that's motivation
When I meet a person after that, like "yo we glad you're here"
I'm like that's nice to know, but you are unaware
Of the fear that I carry in my heart
That I would miss at least a part of wife and kids
Man, I feel like Joan of Arch
You see, my wife think I'm turning up
But inside I'm burning up
At the stake, I'm bringing home the steak and this is no mistake
But I can't even sit and eat the meat that I done freaking slain
And I just want to lick the plate
I'm telling you it's no debate
I swear your boy is underpaid and they want me to pay dues
I'd rather pay attention to family than to pay fools
I say to, anybody that think they want this life
You gotta know the toll it takes and don't forget to pay your tolls
And then to pump your brakes, change your oil, get some gas
Cause you don't know how long this vehicle gon' last
This vehicle could crash, and er'ybody die
Cause the bus driver decided it was time to get high
Now look we here on the road, and it's all about getting home
And it's all about having fun, and it's all about getting grown
It's all about being out and about, turning all of your thoughts to rout
Taking all your experiences and turnin' them into a song

Chasing days chasing days now
Papa was a Rolling stone
Can't see my face, see my face now
Papa said you're on your own
Living out a suitcase, I'm on the road now
There's a lot up on my mind, I need to slow it down
Coming through your city, for a good time
Pray to God we make it, we'll be alright
We'll be alright