Lyrics:
You Get A Lot Of Pretty Days And Some Where The Sun Don't Shine
You Make A Lot Of Friends Along The Way, You Leave A Few Behind
You Just Get One
and bathrooms
All I did was what I had to
Don't believe me when I tell you
"It's just what anyone would do"
Take the time to talk about it
Think a lot
Don't got a lot of time
Don't give a damn
Don't tell me what to do
I am the man
If there's a god up there
Something above
God, shine your light
So you're a trucker
Hard driver
Mr king of the road
Feelin' lonely
Drinkin' coffee
She had only ever known
Drove a lot today
Was it yesterday?
Yo yo confused but yet wise my problem surrounds me
A lot of things upset me as my soul rejects me
Enemy of my self physical.....listen, let me
a million
And have a lot of pretty children
But this is my song, gotta say "so long"
I'm always hopin' for the best in life
I try to put it right between
alright
Well we raised a lot of hell when we were younger
They thought we were crazy but we had the hunger
We kept a lot of friends and skipped a lot
Oh no
When the lights off on the block
Don't go
Boys on the corner with glocks
Don't go
When ya hear shots in the parking lot
Don't go
It's
catch up to you
You don't need a thing from me
But I need something big from you
'Cause you know I've got an awful lot of big dreams
I'm walking
of most the world
And I'd like to
Lay it down a little
Lay it down a lot
I don't wanna hold it anymore
Lay it down in pieces
Or lay it down in whole
life like a savage
A lot of niggaz hold it down for they set it
And when the work comes easy and when the game ain't ready
Niggaz they really rep
come from
California...california
It took a lot for me to say
I want to walk away, la
From the sharks and the chardonnay
In
a lot, I'm mean a lot
But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered, am I
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And worship
walk the floor
You get a little bit of hugging, you get a whole lot of pain
You get a little bit of sunshine, you get a whole lot of rain
Overcame a lot by myself ever since I got rich
It's like everybody wanna come around
I remember I was dead broke, nigga, I ain't have shit
You one
You got your weed from the library and
I stole my pack from Hercules (Uh)
Lately I've been drinkin' a
Lot of purple drank
And smokin' a lot of purple
I was a lightning rod
And I never felt so lost
Doing donuts in the parking lot
Me and my friends, we'll never get caught
6 AM and I feel like
I think about you a lot
'Cause lately, I feel like I've lost the plot
Said I'd live my life for the one that you could not
But it feels like I
never got work
Would have never been searched when you type my name
That's a whole lot of worth
When you type their name that's a whole lot of hurt
Hey scenesters, hey, hey scenesters
Hey scenesters, hey, hey scenesters
Hey scenesters, hey, hey scenesters
You lot are in trouble now
You can have a lot fun,
When you're home alone.
Texting your friends,
On your mobile phone.
Shorten all the words till no one understands.
You can
to bad and if
my don't change then I guess its to sad but with a lot of moves
I make I make a lot of people
mad but with a lot of moves I make I make a lot
brother gang bang no doubt
took a lot of luck for the whole lot in the middle of the wrong lot
took a lot of shit slip sick motherfuckers eating dick better
bought alot of ice, I don't fuck with clothes
I was a felon, you see me fail
Now the truck so big I need CDL's
only child that's poverty stricken
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