upchurch - running on fumes lyrics
[chorus: upchurch]
open road, a winnebago
a pack of marlboro reds and a zippo, let’s go
just hope that my dreams ain’t runnin’ on fumes
but if they are i’ll let it run ’til the smoke blows too
[verse 1: upchurch]
sh-t i’ll take a winnebago, a datsun, a nissan, a chevy (d-mn)
whatever it takes to get my -ss past the levee (you know it)
growin’ up in my town, fame was only on television
now i got thousands of people checkin’ youtube for how i’m livin’
yeah, it’s crazy, back in high school we had flip phones we didn’t use (true)
we blew up our mud trucks, didn’t care about no d-mn views
i guess i’m what’s left of them old school dudes (ah yeah)
plus the millennials hate me, i guess that’s a plus too
’cause i emerged from the muddy water with a f-ck you att-tude
i grew up on that jelly roll and f-ckin’ struggle jennings too
i’m the son of the south but nashville is my backyard
i guess i was destined to spit sh-t on guitars
[chorus: upchurch & jelly roll]
open road, a winnebago
a pack of marlboro reds and a zippo, let’s go
just hope that my dreams ain’t runnin’ on fumes
but if they are i’ll let it run ’til the smoke blows too
i’m on the same old road in a old school caddy
a couple of baddies that like to call me daddy
hopin’ that my dreams ain’t runnin’ on fumes
if they are well then f-ck it let me roll a few
[verse 2: jelly roll]
this that southern rock sh-t, baby this that southern punk
and my middle finger’s up like that motherf-cker’s stuck
i bet it’ll shut ’em up, i’m strapped like i’m buckled up
the ones that are actin’ tough bein’ sweet as a b-ttercup
you f-ckin’ dixie chick listenin’ metros-xual b-tch
you the kind to go jail on some s-xual sh-t
i’m the kind to get a bad bis-xual b-tch
so get the f-ck from ’round me actin’ all extra and sh-t
from the city to the country even cheatham county knows
got pulled over there in ’07 flat with a few bowls
lil’ daron took the charge may god rest his soul
so i still rep antioch every city that i go motherf-cker
[chorus: upchurch & jelly roll]
open road, a winnebago
a pack of marlboro reds and a zippo, let’s go
just hope that my dreams ain’t runnin’ on fumes
but if they are i’ll let it run ’til the smoke blows too
i’m on the same old road in a old school caddy
a couple of baddies that like to call me daddy
hopin’ that my dreams ain’t runnin’ on fumes
if they are well then f-ck it let me roll a few
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