Lyrics:
babe ('cause I can do bad by my motherfuckin' self, you hear me?)
I'm still in love with you, babe (you and I, 'til the day we die)
I'm still in love
watched by the FBI
Why I ain’t doing shit wrong they gotta let me by
I’m on my music shit strong hell yes we live
Where only the best survive leave
country with a baseball bat
Country ain't just about where you're at
It's about bein' true to what's inside
You say you're an outlaw with your perfect
decorated on chrome
And it's candy painted, fans faintin' while I'm entertainin'
Wild, ain't it? How me and money gettin' acquainted
Plus I hang with
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler
decorated on chrome
And it's candy painted, fans faintin' while I'm entertainin'
Wild, ain't it? How me and money gettin' acquainted
Plus I hang with
fans faintin' while I'm entertainin'
Wild, ain't it? How me and money gettin' acquainted
Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector (uh, uh, uh) (hot ish)
So
when I see you
Come around me (Me me me me)
Talk to me babe (Babe babe babe babe)
I want you
And I ain't playing around
Tell me you feel it too
You make
so much love for you babe
I ain’t really felt like this in a minute
I don’t know how you did it but you got me up on the edge of my seat
Watching every
This ya boy Lyfe Jennings, or rather yo, ya ya ya boy 2Pac
Check it out
Some say the darker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker
babe
But you let your pride get a hold on you
I figured I might just get over you
Cause baby I'm hurting
Cause this ain't worth it
Cause you're not
keep it clean
I'm a real spitter popping in with heat
We ain't shoot a soul, talking bout a beat
Yeah I'm not a killer but don't come to me
You don't
the woods
With Nic and Nappy Roots and blazin' that good good
Lord I'ma tell you we're doin' it just right
Got my Playboy bunny right by my side
This is me
sweet
It's sugar in the pie
cnd, if ya soldiers ain't in line
Then you just won't be
‘Cause its never too titles,
You ain't mocking me
cnd if it's
life on the corner is where I stood
Out there all by myself 'cause a player gotta get this mil
Wearin' fur ain't doin' us no good flippin' burgers ain't
Wild ain't it? How me and
Money end up hangin'
I hang with Hannibal Lector
So feel me when I bring it (Hot shit)
Sing it loud, I'm from the Lou' and I'm
These niggas style stealing style stealing
I can’t let em get by with it
Don’t text me don’t call me don’t dm don’t ask about me my nigga we ain’t cool
Got too many bills to pay, bills to pay
There ain't no room babe, for you baby
Oh you ain't know? It's all about me
Dreaming bout the money babe
wild ass women
Gettin' gone in a New York minute
Ah, but girl, somethin' tells me that ain't you (that ain't you)
I wanna take my sweet time
Like
On Instagram with you-know-who
Even though I knew you had a clue
You still love me, babe
When I ain't got shit, girl I still got you
And that's everything,
on strong
But what you got here ain't no good country song
I got ordinary working people gettin' it done
Payday on a Friday and some weekend fun
Walking by
never weak but always strong
To protect you and defend you whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door but it ain't me, babe
[Chorus: x2 Lyfe Jennings]
If a nigga die tonight
Make sure I didn't die in vain, and they feel my pain
Make sure my niggas ride for me
Or comin'
nobody like you
And you know it babe
I've been up and I've been down
I've had my feet swept off the ground
By somebody who just picked me up
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