[Hook: Bei Maejor]
I've been traveling down this road
I swear its just taking to long
Man it feels like i'll never get home, it feels like i'll never get home
So when everything's moving slow
I just turn up my radio
Man it feels like i'll never get home, i'll never get home i'll, never get home
Ooh oh ooh ooh it feels like i'll never get home
Ooh oh ooh ooh it feels like i'll never get home
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
I said I'm so far gone, sun in my eyes but I'm riding in the storm
Its a cold world
You need more then a sweater
Try make it through the weather
I gotta get it together (man)
Feel a little bit of pressure
But this is my calling if you didn't get the message that
I'm riding through the death and
I'm praying that in the afterlife
That they mention my name like an add reply
Couldn't walk in my shoes stand clear of my lane
So fly each step is like landing a plane
One hand on the wheel other hand in my brain
With one foot to the gas and a trunk of propane fuels the fire in my veins
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Couldn't be long now
Riding high hoping I don't fall down
I was m.v.p. of the away team
When I make it home its going down like a bass string (huh)
I got my feet to the pavement
Heard success taste's sweet like pastries
But look around all I see is bitter faces, fakeness, actors should have been an agent
Now tell me is it really worth it
No suit and tie but I work this
Big fish in the sea ya'll urchin's
Until they tap out, no mercy
[Hook]
I've been traveling down this road
I swear its just taking to long
Man it feels like i'll never get home, it feels like i'll never get home
So when everything's moving slow
I just turn up my radio
Man it feels like i'll never get home, i'll never get home i'll, never get home
Ooh oh ooh ooh it feels like i'll never get home
Ooh oh ooh ooh it feels like i'll never get home
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
I said I'm so far gone, sun in my eyes but I'm riding in the storm
Its a cold world
You need more then a sweater
Try make it through the weather
I gotta get it together (man)
Feel a little bit of pressure
But this is my calling if you didn't get the message that
I'm riding through the death and
I'm praying that in the afterlife
That they mention my name like an add reply
Couldn't walk in my shoes stand clear of my lane
So fly each step is like landing a plane
One hand on the wheel other hand in my brain
With one foot to the gas and a trunk of propane fuels the fire in my veins
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Couldn't be long now
Riding high hoping I don't fall down
I was m.v.p. of the away team
When I make it home its going down like a bass string (huh)
I got my feet to the pavement
Heard success taste's sweet like pastries
But look around all I see is bitter faces, fakeness, actors should have been an agent
Now tell me is it really worth it
No suit and tie but I work this
Big fish in the sea ya'll urchin's
Until they tap out, no mercy
[Hook]
Track 14 on Daydreamer
