I'm tryna hit the road
But she wants me at home
Now I've got dreams of platinum
But she got tears of gold
I'm tryna hit the road
But she wants me at home
Now I've got dreams of platinum
But she got tears of gold
I've had the same dream since the age of five
Six months ago we met in aisle 5
It's been cool, it's been fun, yeah I like this
But you aint about to make me waste my gifts
And I'm not referring to a second long video
Vision dumb clear like we watching it on vimeo
I like having a companion
But not enough to let my music get abandoned
I meet good women, in the wrong places
I'm a sucker for fat asses and kind faces
And if I'm being honest, I love love
But when it slows the grind, man that shit a dub
Passing up on girls that want babies and home
All for fickle fans and a life up on the road
My og's told me that glitter aint gold
But I've never been one to believe what I'm told, hey
I'm tryna hit the road
But she wants me at home
Now I've got dreams of platinum
But she got tears of gold
Girl what you saying, girl why you playing
We all know pussy tastes better on vacation
Dinner on a beach, I'm tryna spend time
But you just wanna sip Merlot and whine
I'm not a dummy though, I could read the signs
You wanna focus on our future more than dope rhymes
That's cool, that's fine yeah I get it
But when these rhymes raise my stock, we know you reddit
I'm tryna hit the road
But she wants me at home
Now I've got dreams of platinum
But she got tears of gold