
Westbound
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- lo-fi hip hop
- alternative hip hop
- experimental hip hop
- art rap
- duet
- chipmunk soul
Lyrics
Intro
Mmm…
Late flight… no sleep…
Verse 1
Backstage smell like liquor and wires,
Everybody talk big when the check get higher,
I just left the city in a rented black truck,
Headlights cut through the dust like luck.
Phone full of people I don’t call back,
Old friends swear I changed with the tax bracket,
Maybe they right, maybe time do that,
Maybe everybody lose somethin’ chasing impact.
I miss when music just lived in the basement,
Before every sentence became a statement,
Now every dinner got ten photographers,
Even good nights feel performative.
Hook
Drive slow…
Night movin’ past the window…
No destination, just westbound…
Tryna hear my thoughts over the background.
Mmm…
Streetlights blur when the rain fall…
I don’t say much when the weight on me…
I just keep drivin’.
Verse 2
Hotel balcony somewhere cold outside,
Room service plates and a bruised-up pride,
Everybody want the version that was hungry,
But hunger and peace don’t sit comfortably.
Truth is—
Success make the room get thinner,
Harder tellin’ who really there at dinner,
Harder hear yourself through the noise too,
Especially when the whole world got a voice too.
Still make songs for the kids on the bus rides,
Headphones on while the small town rush by,
Dreamin’ bigger than the buildings around ‘em,
Tryna find somethin’ honest to surround ‘em.
Bridge
Mmm…
Some nights don’t need words…
Just the road and the hum…
Outro
Westbound…
Sun comin’ up in a few more miles…
Mmm…
Maybe
Chorus
Wait for the light to hit the pavement
Lookin for a reason for the payment
Tryna keep my head on a pivot now
Hopin' that I finally find a way out
Higher than the clouds on the coast line
Waitin' for a sign in the gold time
Daylight fadin' but I'm stayin' here
Findin' everything that I held dear
Bridge 2
Yeah
Floating past the satellite
Everything is alright
High above the canyon
Loneliness a companion
Moving through the gravity
Found my own reality
Drop
(Huummm-mmm-mmm)
(Way out)
(Find a way out)
(Huummm-mmm-mmm)
Outro
Just cruising...
No pressure no problems
Just me and the stars
Yeah...
Almost there now
Westbound...
(Soul vocal sample fading out)
Ooooh... ooooh...
Goodnight world
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