Running on Fumes Upchurch (Ft. Jelly Roll)

[Chorus: Upchurch]
Open road, a Winnebago
A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go
Just hope that my dreams ain't runnin' on fumes
But if they are I'll let it run 'til the smoke blows too

[Verse 1: Upchurch]
Shit, I'll take a Winnebago, a Datsun, a Nissan, a Chevy (Damn)
Whatever it takes to get my ass past the levee (You know it)
Growin' up in my town, fame was only on television
Now I got thousands of people checkin' YouTube for how I'm livin'
Yeah, it's crazy, back in high school we had flip phones we didn't use (True)
We blew up our mud trucks, didn't care about no damn views
I guess I'm what's left of them old school dudes (Ah yeah)
Plus the millennials hate me, I guess that's a plus too
'Cause I emerged from the muddy water with a fuck you attitude
I grew up on that Jelly Roll and fuckin' Struggle Jennings too
I'm the son of the south but Nashville is my backyard
I guess I was destined to spit shit on guitars

[Chorus: Upchurch & Jelly Roll]
Open road, a Winnebago
A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go
Just hope that my dreams ain't runnin' on fumes
But if they are I'll let it run 'til the smoke blows too
I'm on the same old road in a old school Caddy
A couple of baddies that like to call me daddy
Hopin' that my dreams ain't runnin' on fumes
If they are well then fuck it let me roll a few