Lyrics:
Bet we go take us some lines 'fore we go take it to law
Boy I got fire in my eye, look at me [?] and go off
Watch how you come at your fate, nigga
, I'd be right by your side
Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles
Everything I need in them white cotton sheets
Dirty dance me slow in the summertime heat
Feel my belt turn loose from these old blue jeans
We both know that
and my people just about due
I've been there so I know
They keep on saying "Go slow"
But that's just the trouble
"Do it slow"
Washing the windows
sun in my eyes gone blind me
Damn just think I blew past a statie, checking for the blue lights behind me
Stomach churning listening for sirens,
cll I
There stands Mammy Jennie, an' my mother by the cabin door.
There stands Mammy Jennie, my mother by the cabin door.
Willing to take me into her arms,
I keep sneezing. Having trouble breathing
Allergic to your bullshit, I guess I'll be leaving
Something in the air like it's allergy season
I keep
eyes, Kaleidoscope...
Verse 1 :
Shorty a spirit dancer, she said she knows all the moves.
Her frequencies are in sync with my particle.
She got a heart
world wide webs they weave, we caught in 'em
Old folks is dyin' and CEO's skimmin'
The bat's in your hand and this is the 9th inning
Keep your eyes
(Trouble) trouble, yeah
You don't want no problem
[Verse 2: T.I., & Young Dro]
From Bankhead, not born in the gutter, (born in the gutter)
My cousin and my
yeah
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, 'cause we 'bout to get fucked in here
You heard
Help on the way
Help on the way
They say the games in trouble
Help on the way
Help on the way
Help on the way
Help on the way
They say
could be a hero
As I’m getting bigger i see their eyes on me
Nah don’t talk about me keep you evil eyes off me
The world is my playground this is just
to be posh, but let's stay out the mosh pit
Tonight keep my nose out of trouble
Everybody in my bubble's been breifed
No beef, just party
Of course
Take a walk with me down by Avalon
Oh, my common one with the coat so old
And the light in her head.
And the sufferin' so fine
Take a walk with me
This ain't no competition my nigga
But if it was I wouldn't advise you killing yourself tryna keep up with me
You can't fuck with me
Life After Debt
He sat down on the bank and wrote this four line refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon James
Well, I got my ticket for the ride in the sky
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh, c'mon)
Paparazzi spots me in the lobby of my high rise
I hide behind my shades because the fame is blindin' my eyes
My god, I
middle tennessee
Got a dog that can track down anything
And a woman i swear was sent to me by god
I keep my king james in the king ranch
Knees down, head
at the waves again
In my head without a care
You'll find me in my happy place
We all need solace sometimes
A place to rest our minds
When troubles start
to town
I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down
Keep her in shape so she'll be fine
To haul my cotton come pickin' time
Haul my cotton come pickin'
a fly by
With the number one star
In the world is my
Hitting up the tarmac
I'm a Super Spy
Like James Bond with a private eye
For the best eloquent is how
opened my eyes
And now I'm so happy and free
I've got my friends by my side
And that's all that matters to me
So, come on, get up and join in
'Cause
Cotton Candy Smoke
Niggas choke
Yea I come for throats
Aint no comfort inn
Wit my pen
Im like Roanoke
Like the Hi-C
Eyes, super high, beamed
Yes
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