The Road Trip

Dust clouds kickin’ from the whip, loose gravel.

Roads unravel, dreams in my bag, big travel.

Left the past in the rearview, ghost in the glass.

Freedom tastes sweet when you ditch dead last.

New city, new plan, new hustle, I’m the man.

Left the petty, cut the chain, built a kingdom where I stand.

Gas tank full, got potential in my ride.

Windows down, future loud, I’m alive!

Job waits ahead, nine-to-five no slave shit.

I’m the CEO, blueprint my spaceship.

Ex left texts, I delete like spam.

Focus on the horizon, grind full slam.

New city, new plan, new hustle, I’m the man.

Left the petty, cut the chain, built a kingdom where I stand.

Gas tank full, got potential in my ride.

Windows down, future loud, I’m alive!

Engine roars, anthem in my chest.

Pain in the past, now I’m driven, no rest.

Narcissist blues got clipped, no strings.

Free bird flyin’, my ambition got wings.

State lines blur, my dreams stay clear.

Hustle on the dashboard, I’m steerin' from fear.

Every mile a lesson, every town a revival,

Building an empire, my drive ain’t survival.

New city, new plan, new hustle, I’m the man.

Left the petty, cut the chain, built a kingdom where I stand.

Gas tank full, got potential in my ride.

Windows down, future loud, I’m alive!