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Cross Country (With Breland)

Jersey made
I was born and raised in the Garden State and my mama prayed
I would trust in God, growin' up is hard, so I made mistakes
In the DMV, gettin' my degree, it was fun and games
Before the drinkin' age (oh)
I tried to fit in but didn't, I'm different, yeah, I know (know)
The houses I stayed in were great but they never felt like home (so)
I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
I'm going cross country
Know they might judge me, I ain't gotta prove 'em wrong
'Cause I know it's okay to be in my own lane
When I'm doing what they said can't be done
I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
(Where I belong)
Went to ATL
Where the nights are long, with a thousand songs that would never sell
'Til I dropped the bomb that would put me on, did it by myself
Uh, heard the living's good out in Hollywood, thought I might as well
Uh, and I signed a deal (oh)
I tried to fit in but didn't, I'm different, yeah, I know (know)
The houses I stayed in were great but they never felt like home (so)
I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
I'm going cross country
Know they might judge me, I ain't gotta prove 'em wrong
'Cause I know it's okay to be in my own lane
When I'm doing what they said can't be done
I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
(Where I belong)
Cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
I'm going cross country
Know they might judge me
But I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta prove them wrong
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
Ooh
Oh
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
Ah

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