Road Trip

You're focused on the future, I guess I get that feeling
You're scared of whats to come and did you make the right decisions
But girl you know you the best and only you know your intentions
I wont try to make a guess just don't go losing my attention

I'm here to talk it over on the road for 12 more hours
If you got something to say we're stuck from dusk till dawn and after
I don't want no lies floating from your mouth, speak or get the fuck out
Girl you know that we're adults now better figure this shit out

Tell me what you're waiting for, girl do you want something more
I'm ready for the next big door, tell me if you're really sure
I would never joke about this cross my heart and fingers twisted
Huh, now you got me on some fuck shit

Rock star lifestyle bitch I'm wasted I fuck nines not dimes I'm chasing
Hit my line I'm not complacent turn your man into a stranger
I felt bad for getting famous on my grind that guilt has faded
All my life I wanted payment bag secured that shit is basic

Over payed but I still payed it
Run the race until I make it
On my way I'm sick of waiting
Numbered days I've got no patience

Tell me what you're waiting for
Girl do you want something more
Ready for the next big door
Tell me if you're really sure
I would never joke about this
Cross my heart and fingers twisted

Rock star lifestyle bitch I'm wasted I fuck nines not dimes I'm chasing
Hit my line I'm not complacent turn your man into a stranger
I felt bad for getting famous on my grind that guilt has faded
All my life I wanted payment bag secured that shit is basic

Over payed but I still payed it
Run the race until I make it
On my way I'm sick of waiting
Numbered days I've got no patience



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Corn
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