Credits

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Nathan Bodiker
Nathan Bodiker
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Jaron Takach
Jaron Takach
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Derek Long
Derek Long
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Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
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Jonathan Averbook
Jonathan Averbook
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Timothy Greer
Timothy Greer
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Joshuah Hampton
Joshuah Hampton
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Lyrics

I pack my suitcase
I’m Headed out the door
I keep my shoes laced
Two Thousand miles away from home
A couple dollars in my pocket never stopped the boy before
I load my bags and hit the road
Miles past turning back
Found my track.
Faced the facts
She a cold one.
Never gonna settle for none.
Stay up every night till I’ve won
Don’t mind a slow rise, nah
I’m confident opulence isn’t a long ride out
When I look back now
I'm astounded.
A quiet boy from O-H
Who always thought the world was a stage
I celebrate one last late night
My old life
Is leaving
I pack my suitcase
I’m Headed out the door
I keep my shoes laced
Two Thousand miles away from home
A couple dollars in my pocket never stopped the boy before
I load my bags and hit the road
I'm headed to LA
Headed on my way
Headed on my way to
Lay
Headed on my way down
We was riding in the civic
Wasn't sitting on chrome
Had to hustle just to get it
So we get it on our own
We was riding in the civic
Wasn't sitting on chrome
Had to hustle just to get it
So we get it on our own
Couple thousand miles, throw it on the dash
Ten Thousand hours, can't let them pass
When I was putting time in
You was pulled up wildin
You always had shit to say
Now when I see you it's silence
Thought I'd have a grammy by twenty-five
Commas after commas next to dollar signs
Had to remind myself why
Why I'm living this life
Look at all the late nights
It'll all come in due time
Made for the fight,
for the pain in the climb,
Tied to the life I chose.
Stay through the night
Another day, not a dime.
Race against time.
I.
I couldn’t just lay by
And wonder what I could have made mine.
I’m closing on the moment
No ones gonna hold me down
From getting mine now
I pack my suitcase
I’m Headed out the door
I keep my shoes laced
Two Thousand miles away from home
A couple dollars in my pocket never stopped the boy before
I load my bags and hit the road
I'm headed to LA
Headed on my way
Headed on my way to
Lay
Headed on my way..
Written by: Derek Long, Jaron Takach, Jonathan Averbook, Joshuah Hampton, Nathan Bodiker, Rashawn McLean, Timothy Greer
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