Hitchhike

(album: Mud To Gold - 2021)

They don't know me like they think they do, I ain't one for Hollywood
A lotta shoulda-wouldas walking round you when the money's good
And to me I ain't famous, I just made it 'cause I'm from the woods
If papa ain't used to my kind to me I think it's understood
I already made a month for every girl barrel racing
Every boy sliding across the hood, landing on the pavement
Got nothing to do with races unless it's racing against myself
To dedicate my life to feeling good and not the void of wealth
Go ahead, chase the paper, I'll take a walk to see the source
Take a field of flowers over camera flashes on the board
But these snapshots are timeless, like an Iris they don't die
So I smile and wave like flowers waving on edges of roadsides

Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright
Still doing my thing as the cars fly by
All night, that's right
I'll get where I'm going with no hitchhike
And don't worry 'bout me when the sun goes down
I'll be somewhere whistling to my own sound
In my hometown, by my own self
I'll get there, same shoes, no thumb out

It's not an everyday occurrence that I get to feel normal
People treat me like I'm royal, topped my head off with the courage
They done filled my tank so much they just started overflowing
I'm good at rapping, good at singing, thank you, thank you, yeah I know it
And my ego still the same but my anxiety is potent
'Cause I just wanna chill and be somebody nobody knows
And I'm so high, I'm steady floating, flicking ashes down below me
Thinking 'bout the road I'm on, the speed limit's still wide open
How long can I drive without plowing in a tree
Knocking my face off like my friend Charlene
Tell me how I'm 'posed to be sane when the world is making me crazy
The cities are set ablaze and the hatred is on the pavement
And every time you make a statement, motherfuckers wanna take it
There's another rapper like you being made at record labels

Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright
Still doing my thing as the cars fly by
All night, that's right
I'll get where I'm going with no hitchhike
And don't worry 'bout me when the sun goes down
I'll be somewhere whistling to my own sound
In my hometown, by my own self
I'll get there, same shoes, no thumb out

I'm the one they didn't get, I'm the one they couldn't catch
I'm the one they couldn't bribe with cars, groupies, and stacks
Yeah, I'm that motherfucker, heh, King Kong of my own castle
With the old me behind me ready to smack who's walking past me
I done been down in the dumps, now I'm restless on a mountain
Got the youth that people die for, yeah my face is everlasting
But my music will outlast me, the outcast that kept their traction
When the tires went bum I got out with my country ass
I'll leave a laugh for the past, now as for the rest
Sleeping good these days 'cause I made my bed
Where I lay my head there's plenty paper and lead
And they story ain't over till I got no blank pages left

Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright
Still doing my thing as the cars fly by
All night, that's right
I'll get where I'm going with no hitchhike
And don't worry 'bout me when the sun goes down
I'll be somewhere whistling to my own sound
In my hometown, by my own self
I'll get there, same shoes, no thumb out