Текст песни Strawberry Road - Dylan Montayne

I'm in a crib not a castle
Live in the shadow of chateaus
I been exploring these plateaus
I still observe from the back row
Live in a city of glass ropes
Still I'm like where do I grab hold?
I remember driving a backhoe
Cute lil innocent tadpole
Talkin about drip drip drip
Homie you sound like an asshole
Shoot from the hip hip hip
I do not come from where grass grows
This ain't no get rich quick
Scheme I been workin my ass off
Already did kick flips
Over lil homies on bath salts
I am not easily entertained I'm
Looking 'round unimpressed, like is that so?
This won't be easily imitated homie
This is way more than a passcode
Leaving this earth highly decorated
For the way that I'm running these laps tho
This is the feeling of pink and yellow paper
That you collect when you pass go

Strawberry Road
Follow me home
I wanna know
Where do we go?

I had a feeling
If I put my energy into this it would pay off
I got a feeling
I just seen a lot of people looking for a trade off
I got a feeling
That we all really just wanna take a fuckin day off
I got a feeling
That if we all got fucked up together it would pay off
Had to learn to love the fear
Know it by the sweet aroma that it gave off
Young lion on a hill
Staring at a big kingdom until it seems small
Summer in the air
Carbonation in my stomach I just wanna play ball
Lately I been starting to notice
That I'm having trouble staying in my safe thoughts
And it's feelin so far away
Daze off
So far it's hard to say
Did it pay off?
I just don't want to pray
How do I how do I say, wrong
Sir do you know the way?
Wake up from a memory and I take off down

Strawberry Road
Follow me home
I wanna know
Where do we go?

Strawberry Road
Follow me home
I wanna know
Where do we go?