Lyrics

Moved out West doesn’t know what it cost him
Thought he had goals, but it felt like he lost ‘em
Ya, ya, ya I just need a change of pace, need a change of space
Need to change my life, if I’m ever gonna win it’s
It’s gotta, it’s gotta begin

Feels like the dust bowl (Like the Dust Bowl)
Starting off with nothing (Starting off with nothing)
Travel out to Cali, with my life do something
That’s been the dream, for a decade in the brain (Uh, in the, in the brain)
I was thinking ‘bout the money then I learned where it came from
Learned I don’t make none
Paid for a degree that ain’t ever gonna pay me
Played by the game
School ain’t no key
Passion is the pit to the grape It’s the seed
That will see you succeed

Moved out West doesn’t know what it cost him (We’re out here baby, Fuck)
Thought he had goals, but it felt like he lost ‘em (I ain’t got no money, I got no plans, but fuck we having fun)
(Let’s go, come on ya)

Rents got him fresh squeezed, juiced up on two jobs (I’m working too much)
Living on the beaches, eating California peaches (Eating California peaches)
Dropped my whole fucking world so I could see that sunset
Fuck a boulevard I want the whole coast run that
Like Jewels, ambition is fuel, apathy is poison
Locked in a duel, make noise, knock the doors in
Demand a seat at the table
Piece of the pie, an American fable

Moved out West doesn’t know what it cost him
Thought he had goals but it felt like he lost ‘em
Ya, ya, ya I just need a change of the pace, need a change of space
Need to change my life, if I’m ever gonna win it’s
It’s gotta, it’s gotta begin