I used to say when I grow up
I'd make the NBA make a million bucks
That was all a little harder than I thought
I'd have my name up in the stars
The fancy clothes the flashy cars
But that was back a couple dreams ago
Reality ain't quite like the TV shows
To when my teachers asked
Make a little living that'll last me
Couple rug rats in the backseat
I don't need the models and the money
Just a girl that really really loves me
Take her back home to Kentucky
I'd be lucky if that's all I had
And what's the point in being the best
When everybody that I used to idolize is depressed
And buy a mansion that I can't afford
And end up in debt (yeah)
To when my teachers asked
Make a little living that'll last me
Couple rug rats in the backseat
I don't need the models and the money
Just a girl that really really love me
Take her back home to Kentucky
I'd be lucky if that's all I had
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