(Back From The) Road

Hey When I get back from the road He just like me, front row Love when they singing these songs Then you turned into my home Gas station, 2 AM Yelling so loud with my kinfolk The pants ain't Raf Simons, yeah These Dickies from Walmart Tour bus, smoked out Don't let John find out I'm waking up alone Hk's snore is still going Throwing on my cologne Hiding my hickeys that niggas giving me Trilogy popping, it's awesome It's gon' take a second for y'all to get rid of me (uh) When I get back from the road He's just like me, front row Love when they singing these songs Venue turns into my home When I get back from the road (yeah, yeah) (back from the road) He's just like me, front row (front row) (right here, front row) Love when they singing these songs (oh) (yeah, yeah) Venue turns into my home (oh) Cribs in Carolina, Waffle House in Georgia Sunset looks like make believe, I'ma see my art in Florida Screaming in the lobby, hotel wanna sue me Ashlan keep the camera rollin', now our life's a movie --- (Back From The) Road - BROCKHAMPTON