Therapy Session

Aint cryin' It is what it is Aint cryin' She told me pack up all my shit I aint crying Yea it is what it is I keep flying Yea I keep tryna fix The damn time Yea I keep tryna fix The damn time And I dont know what you want We might go to eat might go to ponch But you can stop right there with the front You can stop right there with the front She told me pack my shit and go away I dont know where Im gonna go today I guess Im gone figure it out Im gone show her today guess Im gone figure it out Im gone show her today She told me get up out the crib I aint cryin Yea I gotta fix my shit The damn time Yea Im trying just to fix Damn time Trying just to fix on this lonely road I aint got time to tell you no mo I been singing these songs With these sorrows And it seems like nobody Still dont know And it seems like nobody Still dont know Cuz I Been drowin bae And you still tryna Leave me in the way In the way Down the road I go Told me pack my shit I aint lyin It is what it is I aint cryin Yea just tryna fix My damn life Yea Im just tryna fix my lonely road Thats why im callin on yo phone Seen you across the bar And you were all alone Yea yea Cuz you were all alone Down this lonely road Barrel racer girl yea thats my type I met her at the rodeo yea last night Tellin her things That i know she'll like Yea im tellin her things That i know she'll like On tour with the gang And she wanna come with us Her and all her homies Tryna take all our pictures But thats cool with me I aint trippin feel like Im on Tv