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Shaboozey - Where I've Been, Isn't Where I'm Going Album Lyrics



Shaboozey - Where I've Been, Isn't Where I'm Going Lyrics
(Featuring Paul Cauthen, Noah Cyrus, BigXthaPlug)






A Bar Song (Tipsy)


My baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all night long
Gasoline and groceries, the list goes on and on
This 9 to 5 ain't workin', why the hell do I work so hard?
I can't worry 'bout my problems, I can't take 'em when I'm gone, uh

One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more
Two steppin' on the table, she don't need a dancefloor
Oh my, good Lord

Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy

I've been Boozey since I've left, I ain't changin' for a check
Tell my ma I ain't forget (oh, Lord)
Woke up drunk at 10 am, we gon' do this shit again
Tell your girl to bring a friend (oh, Lord)

One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more
Two steppin' on the table, she don't need a dancefloor
Oh my, good Lord

Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey (double shot of whiskey)
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (we go way back)
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street (okay, let's go)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (at the bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (at the bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy

One, here comes the two to the three to the four
When it's last call and they kick us out the door
It's gettin' kind of late but the ladies want some more
Oh my, good Lord

(Tell 'em drinks on me)

Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey (double shot of whiskey)
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (way back)
There's a party downtown near Fifth Street (come on)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (ooh)

Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey (double shot of whiskey)
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history (me and J.D.)
At the bottom of a bottle gon' miss me (they gon' miss me)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (bar gettin' tipsy)
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy

F*ck, I messed up bro, they kicked me out the bar
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Writer: Collins Chibueze, Nevin Sastry, Sean Cook
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Last Of My Kind


Ain't many that are built like me
I'm the last of my kind
Grew up on a back road, baby
I know how to survive, ay
Been out with the young guns blazing
So you better not try
You won't never find another like me
I'm the last of my kind, uh

Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind
Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind

(You'll be looking for a real long time)

Got folks that carry some shit, uh
Can't cross state lines
Ducking cops in the dirt hills, baby
We ain't paying no fines
If you coming to the sticks then maybe
Bring a four-wheel drive (four-wheel drive)
You won't never find another like me
I'm the last of my kind

Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind
Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind
Try to find another just like me
You'll be looking for a real long time 'cause I'm
Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind

This world could be a son of a bitch
Well, look through my eyes
Can't always climb to safety
Sometimes you gotta flight (yeah)
Go get it if you want it
Keep that fire burning inside (yeah, feel the light, baby)
You won't ever find another like me
'Cause I'm the last of my kind (ay)

Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind
Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind (ay)
Try to find another just like me
You'll be looking for a real long time 'cause I'm
Yeah, yeah
I'm the last of my kind

Righteous

I'm the last of my kind
(Told you twice now, ooh, ay, yeah)
I'm the last of my kind (I'm the last of my kind)
Y'all thought y'all could take me out, huh?
Surprised I'm still standin'

Up high in the Red Rock mountains
Almost lost my mind
I be out where the blackbirds hang, yeah
Circle 'round them skies, hey
Can't wait much longer, baby
Yeah, it's my time
You won't ever find another like me, ay
I'm the last of my kind
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Writer: Mckay Robert Stevens, Collins Chibueze, Sean Cook
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






My Fault


[ Featuring Noah Cyrus ]

Is it my fault you're lost?
It's hard for me to see you when you're drunk
In a bathroom stall, taking pills, giving up
You're tryna find your friends, but it's too dark
Tell me how you're getting home
You took the car
You called me 'fore you passed out in the yard
Feeling low, getting high
Where did everything go wrong?
You say that it's the universe and blame it on the stars

Yeah
I can only handle heartache
When there's bourbon in my hand
If I had to relive all the hard days
I would do it all again
I'm getting better at the bar games
Should've been a better man
So don't you keep on trying to fix me
You've done everything you can

But this road you led me down is too long
It ain't nothing like the streets I grew up on
When I beg you not to go, you leave again
Well, I guess I wasn't enough in the end

Is it my fault you're lost?
It's hard for me to see you when you're drunk
In a bathroom stall, taking pills, giving up
You're tryna find your friends, but it's too dark
Tell me how you're getting home
You took the car
You called me 'fore you passed out in the yard
Feeling low, getting high
Where did everything go wrong?
You say that it's the universe and blame it on the stars

Well, I made up my decision
When you and me were sitting
Barely living, coexisting, drifting slowly into dust
With you, I'm only getting Eden or Armageddon
So I'm beginning to forgetting the last memories of us

'Cause this road you led me down is too long
It ain't nothing like the streets I grew up on
When I beg you not to go, you leave again
Was my love for you not enough in the end?

Is it my fault that you're lost?
It's hard for me to see you when you're drunk
In a bathroom stall, taking pills, giving up
You're tryna find your friends, but it's too dark
Tell me how you're getting home
You took the car
You called me 'fore you passed out in the yard
Feeling low, getting high
Where did everything go wrong?
You say that it's the universe and blame it on the stars

You say that it's the universe and blame it on the stars
You say that it's the universe and blame it on the stars

But this road you led me down is too long
It ain't nothing like the streets I grew up on
When I beg you not to go, you leave again
Well, I guess I wasn't enough in the end
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Writer: Collins Obinna Chibueze
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Drink Don't Need No Mix


[ Featuring BigXthaPlug ]

Got so drunk, he hit his head on the sidewalk
But he good, he gon' be alright
We just left Whiskey Road thirty minutes ago
And he still seein' neon lights
Drive up to the dive bar, get PBR
That's just how we start our nights
I see them bachelorettes on Broadway
And they all wanna be my wife
I'm tryna flex
Truck bed made of cedarwood, this where I count my checks (hey)
We just got it painted, baby, please, don't make a mess
Look inside my cup, I'm so confused, where's the rest?
Ah, shit, don't forget

The drink don't need no mix, what the f*ck is this?
I'm tryna get faded, baby, this ain't gon' do shit
The drink don't need no mix, I need more than this
I'm tryna get faded, baby, this ain't gon' do shit
The drink don't need no mix

Ayy, ayy

Ayy, tryna get to my level
Two full shots of some Casa and Redbull
I usually don't mix but this shit is a handful
Tryna see why this room at a standstill
Everyone wasted, surprised I can stand still
I don't know but this drink got me spinnin'
Turnt up every day, you can tell that we winnin'
Stay lit off tequila, Shaboozey want whiskey
We tipsy and want every girl if she pretty
Keep tellin' my folks that it's on me and in me
Just pray 'fore you try it, they steady tryna get me
We livin' and took us a shot every city
We've been rockin' out shows, gettin' money and winnin'
I just went gold, tryna get me an Emmy
A Grammy, an Oscar, whatever come with it
Matter of fact, take a shot, make it straight 'cause the

The drink don't need no mix, what the f*ck is this?
I'm tryna get faded, baby, this ain't gon' do shit
The drink don't need no mix (ayy), I need more than this (ayy)
I'm tryna get faded, baby, this ain't gon' do shit
The drink don't need no mix (uh)
The drink don't need no mix
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Writer: Mckay Robert Stevens, Collins Chibueze, Sean Cook
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






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Where I've Been, Isn't Where I'm Going is the third album by American musician Shaboozey, released on May 31, 2024, through American Dogwood and Empire Distribution.

It was preceded by the US top-three single "A Bar Song (Tipsy)", and includes collaborations with Paul Cauthen, Noah Cyrus and BigXthaPlug. The album debuted at number five on the US Billboard 200.
-Wikipedia
Performed By: Shaboozey
Featuring: Paul Cauthen, Noah Cyrus, BigXthaPlug
Genre(s): Country, hip hop, Americana
Producer(s): Dave Cohen, Sean Cook, John Mark Nelson, Mason Sacks, Nevin Sastry, McKay Stevens
Length: 37:52
Released: May 31st, 2024
Year: 2024

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