19, by the grace of God he's driving

Saw the open road and know he's smiling

Black kid, so he never missed a moment

Never miss a moment

Own it

Hop in, his stomachs churning had to hop out

Took it for a spin but now it's dark out

Back seat, but you cant see us with the lights out

See us with the lights out

But I don't care bout no 9-5

So my hands trippin on overtime

I would tell you now

But this heart of mine

I would rather fall

Than just fall in line

I walk with you but it's much too late (Much too late, much too late)

Who the hell is tryna talk when I eat my plate

But what did I do with all that

Damn can you say what he said

**** like damn what it do

I know what it did

Damn why you sayin' all that

I don't even know what he did

I call you on my phone but you always answer

That's the difference between you and me

But now I'm falling forward

But now I'm falling forward

But now I'm falling forward

But now I'm falling forward

Thats why youll never see me swervin but I'm pulled up in the fast lane

But your thoughts they help me do better, do better

Until I get you back aye

If I'm the one that surely dying why am I looking at street lights and signs in hopes ill be okay

But the thought they help me do better, but ill never, tty to get you back aye

I guess my minds

On the road and I think about you