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Text: Anthony Hamilton. Comin' from Where I'm From. Chyna Black.

Chyna Black is like an open road
Takes me places releases my soul
Ain't it funny how life goes
Takes a turn through a journey unknown

No hesitation, no tug, no pulls
Ain't no need of fighting for what's yours
A little smile releases old smoke
Just take the ride read the signs and hold on

You're what I want, you're what I need
Give me reason just to breath
You're everything I'm hoping for
Give me love and so much more
You're what I want, you're what I need
You touch the deepest part of me

Chyna Black is like my old Ford
Picks me up helps carry the load
I can depend on when times are cold
Soothes my body like mom's old robe

No hesitation, no tug, no pull
Ain't no need of fighting for what's yours
A little smile release old smoke
Just take the ride read the signs and hold on

You're what I want, you're what I need
Give me reasons just to breathe
You're what I need
You're what I want, you're what I need
Touch the deepest part of me
You're what I need

You're what I want, you're what I need
Give me reason just to breath

Give me everything
Give me everything
Give me everything
That I need
Give me everything
Give me everything
What would I do without you?

Like an open road
Like an open road
Like an open road
Like an open road
Chyna Black is like an open road