I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing

I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it

And I don't wanna spend another night alone yeah

I wanna go cause if we don't live now then we're never gonna make it home

I'm living front row

Ya'll can take the mezzanine

Backstage chillin'

Treating life like it's a magazine

Seventeen and making money with no doubt

Had a crush on Gwen Stefani yeah no doubt

Like woke up inside a new bugatti

Just roll out

Nobody told me this was just a hobby

You know now

But if you didn't then you probably would have got it

I remember breaking even

Now we out in vegas poppin

I ain't trying to take the throne

But baby give me options like I'm Geno Smith

I tell them do it on your own me and Kina did

And now we trying to take the road less travelled

But sometimes the best sh*t's secret

So go your own ways cos I don't need it

I'm doing it my way so don't repeat it

And you can say it's just a dream I'm feeling

You wanna take me down a notch but this is more appealing like

I got the type of life that no one trying to mess with

You got that McKayla Maroney b**ches ain't impressed with you

I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing

I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it

And I don't wanna spend another night alone yeah

I wanna go cause if we don't leave now then we're never gonna make it home

Oh oh oh oh waiting til I make it home

Oh oh oh oh waiting til I make it home

I ain't a movie star I ain't a ball player

But if you ask me what I do I do it all player

I got these girls going wild like I'm John Mayer

And I don't need a damn guitar

Watch me I'm going far

Living out all my dreams

I used to live in my car

Now it's a limousine

I put it in the garage

Right next to my degrees

Hundred dollars for a hat

Trying to keep it supreme

I bet you're trying to fit in with your best friends

But your best friends

Picked a bad investment

I wish I could but I don' believe you for a second

You said you living good but call me when the mets win

The mets win it independent

Doing it independent

They tell me I hit a wall

They wondering where I'm headed

Busy buying the bard and busy trying to rent it

It happens when they wait around and stop and just forget it

And I be playing poker with a blind man throwing all my chips in

Working till I'm breaking every record like I'm Ripken

Dang uh

I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing

I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it

And I don't wanna spend another night alone

I wanna go cause if we don't leave now then we're never gonna make it home

Oh oh oh oh waiting til I make it home

Oh oh oh oh waiting til I make it home

Oh oh oh oh waiting til I make it home

Oh oh oh oh waiting til I make it home