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Leavin' all my pain in the rear view 'Cause I don't wanna deal with it Got more problems than 99, I wish that it was 99 So I could make some time for mom and I And breath some more for my kinfolk But I'm stuck out here in the real world And you're God damn right I've been broke So I'm gettin' it, I'm livin' it And when shit pops off I deal with it And I learned real quick how to be a man When I was livin' in my truck eatin' Peter Pan And it's not real far from where I'm at I remember that, gettin' paid with rap, now imagine that I'm a brand new man put the truck in drive, I packed my bags And if you're not shotgun I'm good with it, I can ride solo I'ma die alone, I don't need nobody but my fuckin' self I'ma ride this shit like a rodeo I got more room in my resume, goin' worldwide Gettin' paid today, gettin' criticized and I'm real irate But they can never really take my bars away 'Cause I'm breathin' them, and I believe in them And I'm rappin' all my stress away Photo-shop the scars on my heart It'll beat a little better but the pain will stay And I'm never turnin' back from the road I've come I stand by all that shit the same, and I'll take the blame 'Cause I lit the flame, and if you stand in the way, I'm takin' aim I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye Only one thing that I truly know and that's never give my pain away 'Cause I can bare what a man, normally can't And if all were to fall, I'd lay awake And I'd toss and I'd turn to the 808 of my heart beating like a drum And I'd go with it, and I'd roll with it 'Cause I'm alive and I drive on the road with it From the pen, to the pad, to the booth, to the fans I'm livin' in my glory days, I'm kickin' it up on the cloud nine Figurin' out what my story say From the Blue Lagoon to The Fire in Philly My boot prints on that fuckin' map And you can bet your ass it took a lot of hard work From the needle in my arm to the beat of my heart, lets go I want my moment, I'm wanderin' and I'm roamin' I'ma ride it like I stole it, I'm a real fuckin' problem I'ma, rock star, and a modern day outlaw We're at war if you're prayin' for my downfall I know I'm chosen, I'm open to any omen A showman, and my component is that I'ma broken poet I'ma rock star, and a modern day outlaw We're at war if you're prayin' for my downfall I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye
Writer(s): Travis Murrill, Tyler Sant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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