Countin' Minutes

Intro

Yeah

Uh-huh

Let's go

Chorus

Chasing my tail in a rental car circle

Ring light burnin' all night for a mural

Same four walls tryna make 'em feel spacious

Smile through the screen when my soul feels vacant

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh-oh

Thinkin' 'bout the days when the check could wait

Oh-oh-oh

Now I'm countin' minutes 'fore it gets too late

Verse 1

Dropped out of college with a pocket full of nothin'

Told my momma "trust me" when she asked me what was comin'

Spent my last twenty on a cracked up microphone

Recorded in the closet till my voice was gone

Text from my ex sayin' "saw you on the timeline"

Blocked her number twice now she's on a different SIM line

They don't see the 3 AM where nothin' ever clicks

They just see the highlight clip

Pre-Chorus

And I know, I know

This hustle ain't a straight road

But I go, I go

Where the paper gets made and the bass hits low

Chorus

Chasing my tail in a rental car circle

Ring light burnin' all night for a mural

Same four walls tryna make 'em feel spacious

Smile through the screen when my soul feels vacant

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh-oh

Thinkin' 'bout the days when the check could wait

Oh-oh-oh

Now I'm countin' minutes 'fore it gets too late

Bridge

Fake love on a timeline

Real ones in the background

Fake love on a timeline

Real ones never let me down

Yeah

Verse 2

Manager said "lean in" I said "lean where?"

I'm already bent backwards pullin' chairs from thin air

Four shows a week and the crowd still thin

But I pour my heart out every time they let me in

Got a whole team waitin' on a single check to split

One bed apartment and we all make it fit

This ain't the life they paint on the magazine page

It's the one where you learn to build your own stage

Pre-Chorus

And I know, I know

This hustle ain't a straight road

But I go, I go

Where the paper gets made and the bass hits low

Chorus

Chasing my tail in a rental car circle

Ring light burnin' all night for a mural

Same four walls tryna make 'em feel spacious

Smile through the screen when my soul feels vacant

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh-oh

Thinkin' 'bout the days when the check could wait

Oh-oh-oh

Now I'm countin' minutes 'fore it gets too late

Outro

Countin' minutes

Countin' minutes

Yeah