Jersey made, I was born and raised in the garden state
And my mama prayed I would trust in God
Growing up is hard so I made mistakes
In the DMV getting my degree
It was fun and games all ‘fore the drinking again, 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 say 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
Wrote a thousand songs that will never sell
'Til I dropped the bomb that would put me on
Did I 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 belong)
I'm going cross country
Know they might judge me, I ain't gotta prove 'em wrong (Prove 'em wrong)
‘Cause I know it's okay to be in my own lane
When I'm doing what they say 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
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, oh-oh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, oh-oh
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