| I’ve been on a backroad tryin' to find my way back home
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| But everything has changed 'round here because it’s been so long
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| I’ve been out chasin' my dreams tryin' keep my soul
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| Been livin' two lives but I’m at a crossroad
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| We’ve been out here mindin' our own business
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| But we’re back to show you who is the shiznit
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| Some of y’alls egos done blew up like Snapchat
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| Come at us best believe these boys gon' clap back
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| Been though just about everything in this rap game
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| Seen dudes come and go some of them they fact change
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| Tour bus broke down on the way to sound check
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| Still we got it done on the way to your town next
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| You can find us stayin' here in our own lane
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| And I won’t forget how it felt to be no name
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| Out here workin' late some of y’all just got up
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| Hard work pays off this here was not luck
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| I’ve been on a backroad tryin' to find my way back home
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| (Way back home)
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| But everything has changed 'round here 'cause it’s been so long
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| (Been so long)
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| I’ve been out chasin' my dreams tryin' keep my soul
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| (Keep my soul)
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| Been livin' two lives but I’m at a crossroad
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| Yeah, sittin' right here at this intersection
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| Got my mind reflectin' on which direction
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| It’s quite perplexin' with the constant questions
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| I continue guessin' it’s a blessin'
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| I reckon you can even have selection
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| But it’s depressin' and while I want perfection
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| Man I see the regression and I feel it pressin'
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| And at the present moment this second effect
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| Got me obsession with my intellect and I betcha
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| Anybody want to take a minute and just lend me a hand
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| And just give me some advice
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| I’m all ears but I’m hearin' crickets
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| I don’t relate to their slice of life
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| They don’t relate to my world either
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| They ain’t seen these crossroads
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| They ain’t ever tried to chase a dream
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| But at the same time runnin' from they own shadows
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| It’s a constant battle man I’m lookin' and I’m tryin' find
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| A way back home where I feel the best
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| Where the trees sway from that cool breeze
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| And I’m on the back porch stayin' away from stress
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| But I feel the tug to chase a dream
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| You can call it a burden it won’t ever leave
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| And it will never lease I never cease to seize
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| Best believe I’m gonna work 'til I get relief ('Til I get relief)
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| I’ve been on a backroad tryin' to find my way back home
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| (Way back home)
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| But everything has changed 'round here 'cause it’s been so long
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| (Been so long)
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| I’ve been out chasin' my dreams tryin' keep my soul
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| (Keep my soul)
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| Been livin' two lives but I’m at a crossroad
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| Which way do I go? |