Standing on this side road

Tryna catch a ride

It’s hard to keep these high hopes

When everybody passed me by



I just wanna get where I’m going

Wherever that may be

I’d sail across the sea, baby

To keep you far from me



At the bottom of this bottle

There will be no pain

If I awake tomorrow

I can do it all again



You said I’m just like my father 

But that I won’t admit 

What’s the use, why even bother

Pretend I’m not like him

Ooh
Ooh



Now I don’t got no honey

Cuz I don’t get no pay

I’m waiting on that money

So I can smoke it all away



I’m one pack of smokes away from broke

And I’ve never felt so free
Once I get that money

Then she’ll come back to me