Running on Fumes
Upchurch
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Open road, a Winnebago A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go Just hope that my dreams ain't running on fumes But if they are I'll let 'em run till the smoke blows too Shit I'll take a Winnebago, a Datsun, a Nissan, a Chevy Whatever it takes to get my ass past the levy (You know it) Growing up in my town, fame was only on television I got thousands of people checking YouTube for how I'm living Yeah, it's crazy, back in high school we had flip phones we didn't use And blew up our mud trucks, didn't care about no damn views I guess I'm what's left of them old school dudes Plus the millennials hate me, I guess that's a plus too 'Cause I emerged from the muddy water with a f*ck you attitude I grew up on that JellyRoll and fucking struggled Jenny's boots I'm the son of the south but Nashville is my backyard I guess I was destined to spit shit on guitars Open road, a Winnebago A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go Just hope that my dreams ain't running on fumes But if they are I'll let 'em run till the smoke blows too On the same old road in a old school caddy A couple of baddies that like to call me daddy Hoping that my dreams ain't running on fumes If they are well then f*ck it let me roll outta fuel This that southern rock shit, baby this that summer pump And my middle finger's up like that motherfucker's stuck I bet it'll shut 'em up, I'm strapped like I'm buckled up The ones that are acting tough being sweet as a buttercup You fucking Dixie chick listening metrosexual bitch You the kind to go jail on some sexual shit I'm the kind to get a hand by a sexual bitch So get the f*ck around me acting all extra and shit From the city to the country even Cheatham County knows Got pulled over there in '07 flat with a few balls Little Warren took the charge may God rest his soul So I still rep Antioch every city that I go motherfucker Open road, a Winnebago A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go Just hope that my dreams ain't running on fumes But if they are I'll let 'em run till the smoke blows too I'm on the same old road in a old school caddy A couple of baddies that like to call me daddy Hoping that my dreams ain't running on fumes If they are well then f*ck it let me roll outta fuel
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Written by: Ryan Upchurch
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