Lyrics:
Most times you're lucky if twenty come to a show
So I guess I'm blowin twenty minds and then I'm headin out the door (yeah hoe)
Don't act like you don't
I was there when Shooter Jennings
Rewound the sound like a cassette
I watched Jamey Johnson
Cut "You Can't Cash My Checks"
Back then Rowdy
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
I should be shooting for the stars
But I'm beaten, covered in scars (Yeah)
Burnt up like Owen Lars
Wish I could get away to Mars (Mars)
It would be
Can you hear the ghost inside our heads
Telling us to party with the dead
Baby don't let go of my hand
They're turning you into a monster
And I think
the romance
We shared our dreams then spoke legacy
Said we might be the...
If you're scared baby I'm scared too
I too, feel like I've known you
Still I wanna
She say it’s wet so Ian wearing no P.P.E
And if I ever leave her heart she D.I.E
That night you told me you would never leave
Why name the baby
Ja Rule, Chuck B-more
Every thug needs a lady
And every thug needs a down ass bitch, huh, feel me
Every thug needs a lady
Baby I'm convinced, you
HudMo Dope says "what's up?"
Go Dreamer's a (?), wish upon a star
I'm too cold for Pluto so I'm movin' back to Mars
This that spaceship, that space
Dick in my gut,
Hit my tight end screaming hut, hut, hut,
Cause I like to fuck
No really I like to fuck,
I'm talking about sucking the dick till he
thugging by the street lights
Grew up in the struggle got accustomed to the street life
I'm tryna be the answer to the problem on how to really survive
But
If you wanna roll w/ a bully like me.
Baby know your role don't be actin - spike lee
make you sing "Oh" set the mood like R&B
everywhere we go
You know i see you wishing on them stars woah
Well baby girl i can take you far woah
And you should know that I'm a shooting star woah
Ill never
thirty burpees daily
Judgement cuts but I'm rich, baby, I don't fuck I bronco bust
Got your Chakra two, squat-dropped in view
Big fat ass masked phantasm,
(Waylon Jennings)
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked
Choppas and ganja
I need a gas mask all this weed smoke
Inhale exhale this good smoke
This that fire Im sky high
I get it for the low for the whole
like you cry for me.
Baby say yeah! (Baby say yeah!) If you kill for me like comfort me.
Baby say yeah! (Baby say yeah!) Girl I'm convinced you my down
I'll do right by you
Baby baby tell me what I have to do
Baby I'll do right by you
Numbers in my phone, gone
I'm the one who's trippin every time I left
Yo bro, I think I had too much Hennessy, man
This Hennessy getting to me
I ain't gon' lie, I'm a little smizz
I'm a little drizz
But we in
Self Yes I’m Drowning In... Emotion
I’m A Roller Coaster
Use To Love Me.... 4 You Ever Met Solider I Was Ballin on Another Level
Hey...., Baby I’m
ball player, pro stars
Reach for the stars that's the way to go ma
I'm in the cut the one that leave no scars
Dark shades by D I O are
They watchin' me
I am made of
Stars, stars, stars
I am made of
Stars, stars, stars
I am made of
Stars, stars, stars
I am made of
Stars, stars, stars
Made by
order
Baby mama that's a whole 'nother story
Both too young both too horney
Cell phone rung, but I didn't anwser
Check my voice mail, my grandma got
Lyfe
Rod$ta
You should use your loses for some motivation
I made it my obligation running cross the nation
They delayed my flight I know Delta got
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