Same Thing

Riding, Flying, Driving, Sliding
Baby I've been thinking bout ya
Come and see me just this weekend
Late night sneaking summer freakin
It’s all gone, yeah
Tell me what you feel I bet that I'm feeling the same thing
I bet I'm feeling the same thing

And I don’t talk bout this with no one
They'd call you messy back where I'm from
I got Jameson in my cup
Shots of this gon get me so drunk, yeah

Is it hurting you tonight same way that it's tearing me apart?
Cuz to see you right now going 500 up in this car
And I'm just writing about us in my studio here with this guitar
I'm by the fire right now just playing songs lookin at the stars

And I don't talk bout this with no one
They'd call you messy back where I’m from
And I got Jameson in my cup
Shots of this gon get mе so drunk, yeah

I remembеr summer when we linkin
I remember nights at the crib still drinkin
I remember when we had the old demo playin
Wanna know baby do you feel the same thing that I do?

Riding, Flying, Driving, Sliding
Baby I’ve been thinking bout ya
Come and see me just this weekend
Late night sneaking summer freakin
It's all gone, yeah
Tell me what you feel I bet that I’m feeling the same thing
I bet I'm feeling the same thing