Lyrics:
It’s hard to keep your name clean when all of your friends out in the dirt
You gotta pray for my soul the day they lay me in that hearse
Cuz I been
You a curse and a blessing
Never take an L only lessons
Take you strait to hell ain't no question
Carti on my wrist like I'm ben 10
I don't know
Why I
and if nutrition can help me
I'll tell you to suck my dick then I'll continue eating
We speeding on the 405 passing Westchester
You know the light skin
going to happen
With the Red Octobers?
You know Nike told me when
I asked them? "We ain't
Sure" You know what they
Told the store though
Of my- of my boy
know that convo nigga
Get that weed and white, want you a combo nigga
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
Welcome home to Skinner, already
, you'll realize it's eye for an eye
You'll die if you try, I'm known to resent
Show no contempt if you push me over the edge
Cursed religions who thirst for
the fuck you know could run a track from the start to finish
Yeah
Yeah
Lio Baby
of activity is governed by the wishes of somebody else
Them niggas wanna see me runnin', they know I won't
They say misery loves company, no, I don't
Ain't
came on
Kissed me slow to a George Strait song
I had no doubt that you were the real deal
You got the hat, you got the cattle
You put a million miles
guess if you a terrorist for the u.s
then it's okay
uh huh
[m1]
they try to make us think we crazy
but I know what they doin, they tryna put us back in
bitch
That shit is all owed
She don't know no bro code...
My love is on hold
If she just want to talk drama, Have a nice day
I never been the type to have
hit me on the email
Never trust no female
It's all love in the music but my demons in the details
You can tell by who I eat with that I eat well
I'm
a Tennessee tailgate
Bluetooth George Strait
Stereotypical small town world
Wasn't meant for you
I wish that wasn't true
Like a night train runaway
One that
to dance
You better wait ‘til they play George Strait
‘Cause lightning don’t strike twice
So, you better get it right the first time in
‘Cause the second
â??but I will have you call me Fred. I still want to know what is on your head.â??
â??Oh, that,â?? said George. â??I'd forgotten about that. It is my
to expect yo
But ima show yall how to come correct tho
I cruise the town, with my music loud
U can tell by the way that I move around
If u dnt know what I
up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She balls, he calls (where my money at?)
See, I'ma tell you like Wu told me
Cash Rules
up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She balls, he calls (where my money at?)
See, I'ma tell you like Wu told me
Cash Rules
back and they ricochet we know the end of the day I leave Niggas in disarray if you playing games with my name I just load up the pen and spray
Yeah
I met her in a bar out on Highway 8
The jukebox played a record by George Strait
You were playing pool when you caught my
I finished my drink and went
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
you're worthless
I don't need your love, I'm moving on
So if your god sends me to hell,
I know I'll see you there as well
Is there words to say what I've
on the guest list
I'm there as expected
SkyBar getting reckless
Still out while you breakfast
One ex out in Texas, George Strait
Pack up the green bay
Crossed up
on the guest list
I'm there as expected
SkyBar getting reckless
Still out while you breakfast
One ex out in Texas, George Strait
Pack up the Green Bay
Crossed up
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