Upchurch - Running On Fumes lyrics

Open road, a [?] A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let’s go Just hope that my dreams ain’t running on fumes But if they are I’ll let ’em run till the smoke blows too sh** I take it when I [?] on a Chevy Whatever it takes to get my a** past the [?] Growing up in my town, fame was only on television I got thousands of people checking youtube for how I’m living Yeah, it’s crazy, back in highschool we had flip phones, we didn’t use Them [?], didn’t care ’bout no damn views I guess I’m what’s left of them old school dudes ‘Cause the millennials hates I guess that’s a plus too ‘Cause I emerged from the muddy water with a f** you attitude I grew up on that jelly row and f**ing struggled Jenny’s boots I’m the son of the south but Nashville is my backyard I guess I was destined to spit sh** on guitar Open road, a [?] A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let’s go Just hope that my dreams ain’t running on fumes But if they are I’ll let ’em run till the smoke blows too On the same old road in a old school caddy A couple of baddies that like to call me daddy Hoping that my dreams ain’t running on fumes If they are well then f** it let me roll a few It’s that southern rock sh**, baby this that summer pump And my middle finger’s up like motherf**er stuck I bet it’ll shut ’em up, I’m strapped like I’m buckled up The ones that are acting tough being sweet as a bu*tercup You f**ing Dixie chick listening metros**ual b**h You the kind to go jail on some s**ual sh** I’m the kind to get a [?] by a s**ual b**h So get the f** around me acting all extra and sh** From the city to the country even Cheatham County knows Got pulled over there with no 7 [?] with a few balls Lived the walk, talked the talk, may God rest their soul So I still rap [?] every city that I go motherf**er Open road, a [?] A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let’s go Just hope that my dreams ain’t running on fumes But if they are I’ll let ’em run till the smoke blows too On the same old road in a old school caddy A couple of baddies that like to call me daddy Hoping that my dreams ain’t running on fumes If they are well then f** it let me roll a few