Sit back, enjoy the rent
We only got a level harder ’til the money’s all spent
And I ain’t sitting out the afternoon, I’m living it in
Collecting happy in my wallet while the yeast rolls in

Country is my kitchen and the sun is my way
Not a waste if we can rather watch the butterflies play
If it’s any consolation to the kids in our dreams
Back when we were pulling tricks on neighbor parents downstream
With a holler in my hand and a pop in your step
Feeling lighter than a feather out and we’re out for the rep
Maybe I could tell our stories to my kids down the line
Take it slow despite intention, yeah we’re taking our time

I’ve been lippin’ on the dream we don’t smoke
Got me thinkin’ on a mission like I’m gamblin’ broke
Can you tell that I see horrors when I shadow my eyes
So I try to keep them open when I shudder and cry

I see you’re working slow
It’s just the way you go
Holding off a headache when your heart is up to let it go
Can I get a pinch of your obsession just to say I know
You’re holding off for better while we’re singing to the radio


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