Woke Up In Boston

(Ooh)

And now I told her go ahead
(Go ahead, head, head)
Wake up in this hotel bed
(That top floor bed, bed, bed)

I woke up in Boston, in the morning
Damn well knowing, I may never get to feel like this again
I did this just to get away, these texts is all annoying
I know that you're just tryna' be my friend

But I don't need that right now
Hate the 905, that's on my life, had to get out that town
Woke up early, I'm with wubby and we whippin' around
Blasting 'audi coupe' all day till' the sun go down (Down)
Oh yeah but that's just me
I went from Boston, Chicago, Toronto, blew them fees
And I'm still on my teenage shit, got my dreams
And I'm still on that basic shit, this ain't best of me (This ain't the best of me)

(And now I told her go ahead)
(Go ahead, head, head)
(Ooh)
(Wake up in this hotel bed)
(That top floor bed, bed, bed)

And now I told her go ahead
(Go ahead, head, head, head, head)
Wake up in this hotel bed
That top floor bed
(Bed, bed, bed, brea)
And now I told her go ahead
(Go ahead, head, head, head, head)
Wake up in this hotel bed
(That top floor bed)
(That top floor bread)

I woke up in Boston, in the morning
Damn well knowing, I may never get to feel like this again
I did this just to get away, these texts is all annoying
I know that you're just tryna' be my friend

(And now I told her go ahead)
(Go ahead, head, head)
(Ooh)
(Wake up in this hotel bed)



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Hutton
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