The Road

We're still young but we got money that's old Her texts got me addicted to my phone I love her but she belongs to the road Well that's fine with me 'cause that's also my home They tell me, "Hit the road, Jack!" Like I ain't heard that a hunnid times before They living comfortable, they don't take no risks, they ain't ever crossed a line before Fork in the road 'cause I'm bouta eat This girl that belong to the streets I really love her I don't care that she's like, "Baby, I'm a hoe" Babe, I already know And I love it And I love it And I love it Baby, you're for the road, so I'll hit the road, yeah We're still young but we got money that's old Her texts got me addicted to my phone I love her but she belongs to the road Well that's fine with me 'cause that's also my home