Chorus:

I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing,

I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it,
And I don't wanna spend another night alone,
I wanna go cause if we don't live now,

then we're never gonna make it home.

I'm living front row

Ya'll can take the mezzanine
Backstage chillin'
Treating life like it's a magazine


Seventeen and making money, with no doubt
Had a crush on Gwen Stefani, yeah no doubt

Like, woke up inside a new bugatti
Just roll out
Nobody told me this was just a hobby

You know now
But if you didn't then you probably would have got it
I remember breaking even

Now we out in vegas poppin

I ain't trying to take the throne

But baby give me options like I'm Geno Smith
I tell them do it on your own me and Kina did
And now we trying to take the road less travelled

But sometimes the best %#@!'s secret

So go your own ways cos I don't need it

I'm doing it my way so don't repeat it

And you can say it's just a dream I'm feeling

You wanna take me down a notch but this is more appealing like
I got the type of life that no one trying to mess with,
You got that McKayla Maroney (*##$es ain't impressed with, you


Chorus:


I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing,
I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it,
And I don't wanna spend another night alone,

I wanna go cause if we don't leave now,
then we're never gonna make it home.


Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home


I ain't a movie star, I ain't a ball player
But if you ask me what I do, I do it all player
I got these girls going wild like I'm John Mayer

And I don't need a damn guitar

Watch me I'm going far

Living out all my dreams
I used to live in my car
Now it's a limousine

I put it in the garage
Right next to my degrees


Hundred dollars for a hat
Trying to keep it supreme
I bet you're trying to fit in with your best friends

But your best friends
Picked a bad investment


I wish I could but I don' believe you for a second
You said you living good but call me when the mets win
The mets win it independent

Doing it independent
They tell me I hit a wall
They wondering where I'm headed


Busy buying the bard and busy trying to rent it
It happens when they wait around and stop and just forget it


And I be playing poker with a blind man, throwing all my chips in
Working till I'm breaking every record like I'm Ripkin
Dang uh


Chorus:

I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing,
I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it,
And I don't wanna spend another night alone,

I wanna go cause if we don't leave now, then we're never gonna make it home.
Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home