Lyrics:
Well I got me a cowboy hat to stick a feather in
Then I found t-shirt that was dirty, worn, and thin
And now I'm trying to act like I'm Willie
was stabbed by a bitch in the chest
Sent by a knife to his eternal rest
I'd trade with you in heartbeat, bro
But there's no room in heaven for my
legs is where my brain is at
Cause I'ma nymphomaniac
Willie Nelson, Willie Nelson, we gonna sing some country
Maybe I didn't fuck you
But
HOMECOMING IN HEAVEN
(Willie Nelson - Paul Buskirk - Walt Breeland-Claude Gray)
« © '62 Tree Publishing »
My years have been many my loved ones
now and gettin' rich, baby, how you feelin'?
Told you I'd be Willie Nelson of this rappin' shit
Forget my verses and won't play none of my classic
our stars
Watch everyday
Making mothers wish
In justice
More than system
We know isn't working
Im tired of being duped-looped
Through a cycle
Born again
soul
I try to fight anything in my road
But I'm tryna do right by my mother's soul
I feel the devil outside knocking on my door
Promise ima do right by
it back,
I'm livin like I'm in a Willie Nelson track
Its bad, so sad, I ended up losing everything I had
Love left town and my whole worlds gone
Livin
I get it back, I'm livin' like I'm in a Willie Nelson track
It's bad, so sad, I ended up losing everything I had
Love left town and my whole worlds
up that kill (I'm tryna oversmoke)
Word to Mr willie Nelson
(Now tell me what's a weed head overdose)
I'll wait (Let me know) i got the flow
(But I
like a fool in the rain
You know I never imagined that all this would happen
The first time I heard ole Willie Nelson sing
Those blue eyes are crying
Unapologetic, living in my life of sin
The same city you put on
The one you dying in
I'm crying rolling up this pressure
Thinking bout my Ls
Or my
haul corn
I hold it down like Yellow straps
Automatic in my zone
I wreck shit, but I won’t break
No body parts at AutoZone
But you gon' need a arm
boy Web Pierce
The old honky tonker himself, Lefty Frizzell
My goodness what a group
And would you just listen to Mother Mabel
Over there pickin'
gotten way with pass the county charm
The ain't no crime in heaven it'll find
Sweat my stride
Got my sexy eyes
Where my boots at (ha ha)
Strut ya
sergeant for a dream
I been drillin it
Chillin in the back
To the nines
Like willie nelson
I'm ill son
Whassa deal son
You lookin pale son
You need
some older friends
Rough patches in my marriage made me wanna chase these hoes again
Whiskey River, Willie Nelson, bitch I'm on the road again
Slow it
money with some older friends
Rough patches in my marriage made me want to chase these h*** again
Whiskey River, Willie Nelson, b**** I'm on the road
a team (woo)
On top of my dreams, Joyner, I know you inspired by me
Like I was inspired by Nelson Mandela, I give him a rose for every endeavor (hey)
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
need a scale
Back in high school I used to be the weedman
Quarter ounces, half ounces, what you need, man
Eleventh grade, made my way up to a P, man
need a scale
Back in high school I used to be the weedman
Quarter ounces, half ounces, what you need, man
Eleventh grade, made my way up to a P, man
breath
It's in my brain, its what I think
It's in my eyes, its what I see
I'm a city boy from the dirty south
Roll one up, I'ma burn it down
Pourin' up
baggage now
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Closed my eyes and years flew by
I still remember that clear blue sky
Willie
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