New Americana

She lost her mind on the flight to LA

A kinda of trauma in the new Americana she’s runnin' from her problems

With bag and a phone to her name

I’m kinda sorry that nobody there will know her

I’ll see you when it’s over

Sick of living day to day

I wanna roll out

Bumpin in my 808's

We'll never slow down

Driving to the sunset

Chase it till it goes down

Baby on my own now

Dippin out this ghost town

I'm in over my head

But I'm living life like I'm meant to be

All my enemies think I'm dead

No more wasting all of my energy

And I'll never leave you on read girl

Ain't no time for regret girl

I'm about to make history and you'll read about how I set world records

All day and night a couple grammy's bout set me off

And I'm no Miley but I'm coming like a wrecking ball

Every producer in the city at my beck and call

Promise you I'll never fall

So run away with me

We'll take a one way to summer town

Stay with me

We'll make a name in the underground

Lights out

Living like night owls

Sick of all my neighbors always telling me to pipe down

She lost her mind on the flight to LA

A kind of trauma in the new Americana she’s runnin' from her problems

With bag and a phone to her name

I’m kinda sorry that nobody there will know her

I’ll see you when it’s over

I tried to make it right

Send a couple dollars over every other night

Told her I got money if she ever lost sight

Wanna come on home baby just come on home

She told me oooo

All I need is my juul

I got dreams of chasin' fame and I won’t stop till I lose

I know its soon

Just a couple of moons

And I’m not ever backing down so you don’t gotta come round

So you won’t catch me

I’m one of one and you won’t ever get me broken down baby like I’m stuck inside a hurricane