Brown Leather Boots
I got a number of accomplishments
Up under my belt
Don't wanna be anyone aside
From myself
Every day's just
Another grand adventure for me
Gonna get to a point
When my work ain't free
I been spendin' my time
Learnin' guitar writin' rhymes
You could say I'm schemin'
Cause my goals are well defined
No slowin' the ride
I got an axe to grind
My will is never bendin'
And I'm hitting my stride (woo)
And I'm walking my checks to the bank now
Because I'm
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
I'm kickin' off the live shows
Confidence with eyes closed
Wanna rock like Sly
And the Family Stone
Just like Stallone
With the odds stacked so high
Dissin' me once
Don't get no reply
Check twice and go
For notoriety
I'm lookin' for a foothold
Within this society
I would mold if I don't break outta mine
Hand me the microphone
Excuse me while I shine
Uh
Tearin' up a bassline
Sippin' on fine wine
Switchin' up my attitude
If you're gonna whine
I feel alive, awake and realigned
With my body, my spirit, my mind
Demons behind
Cleanin' up my act
I'm so refined
Goin' California sober
On a Pennsylvania dime
I'm supersonic
Hold the gin
And if you come around later
I'm in bed by ten (ow!)
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire
Because I'm
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
I ain't slowin' down
Cause I'm too hard to please
Time to take my crown
Get off my bended knee
I'm workin' so damn hard
Don't know what makes me tick
Momma I wanna be a star
And run away with it
You gonna see me 'round
I ain't the type to quit
Up under my belt
Don't wanna be anyone aside
From myself
Every day's just
Another grand adventure for me
Gonna get to a point
When my work ain't free
I been spendin' my time
Learnin' guitar writin' rhymes
You could say I'm schemin'
Cause my goals are well defined
No slowin' the ride
I got an axe to grind
My will is never bendin'
And I'm hitting my stride (woo)
And I'm walking my checks to the bank now
Because I'm
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
I'm kickin' off the live shows
Confidence with eyes closed
Wanna rock like Sly
And the Family Stone
Just like Stallone
With the odds stacked so high
Dissin' me once
Don't get no reply
Check twice and go
For notoriety
I'm lookin' for a foothold
Within this society
I would mold if I don't break outta mine
Hand me the microphone
Excuse me while I shine
Uh
Tearin' up a bassline
Sippin' on fine wine
Switchin' up my attitude
If you're gonna whine
I feel alive, awake and realigned
With my body, my spirit, my mind
Demons behind
Cleanin' up my act
I'm so refined
Goin' California sober
On a Pennsylvania dime
I'm supersonic
Hold the gin
And if you come around later
I'm in bed by ten (ow!)
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire
Because I'm
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
Married to the game
But it's an open relationship
So many thoughts flowin' through my mind
I said shit
Told Thoreau no I ain't growin' my roots
Imma explore the world
In my brown leather boots
I ain't slowin' down
Cause I'm too hard to please
Time to take my crown
Get off my bended knee
I'm workin' so damn hard
Don't know what makes me tick
Momma I wanna be a star
And run away with it
You gonna see me 'round
I ain't the type to quit
Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Chinchar, Jonathan Wolle
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