Once I went to bed in Orlando and I woke up in Atlanta. I have no idea how that happened.
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Coming from a small town it was tough to dream big. When I grew up in a small town in Georgia, my biggest dream was one day to be able to go to Atlanta.
I grew up in the suburbs north of Atlanta. I had an amazing childhood, and I still go back to my home in Atlanta often.
It was like being in the eye of a hurricane. You'd wake up in a concert and think, Wow, how did I get here?
When I first moved to Los Angeles, I had a really bad run. I would sleep in my car during the day outside the Disney building in Burbank, and that's where I got my first job, which is really weird. I liked to stay around the studios and kind of get the good vibes going.
Atlanta's my musical home. It really was the place where I really came alive.
I'd been living on the streets of New York, and I was sleeping at my friends' houses, sometimes in the subway.
I'm from a neighborhood that isn't amazing - it's not the worst, either - and I was happy. But Atlanta is just one area of a country. There's a world out there I wanna touch.
I was just restless with being in school; so I went out to Los Angeles.
It was around 4 p.m. in the afternoon. I was just taking a nap. Luckily, my sister was home.
The biggest difference between L.A. and my hometown in Georgia is when Georgia goes to sleep, L.A. wakes up. So, like, in LaGrange, when people are going to sleep at 10, 11 to get up in the morning, we're just getting dressed to go out.
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