Lyrics:
started first
I see you postin', that just put me on alert
We can make it work, we can make it work
Love hurts, love hurts, love hurts
The way I'm
Bobby said, I gotta get outta this town
Pulled up the roots that his Daddy laid down
Country boy thought he'd try the city life
Tired of workin'
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead
Oh, that's a man
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead
Oh, that's a man
shirt
Better tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
world guilt hurts the worst
Today we shot Daisy down
One man brought the tractor to their cage
One man sang a song while kicking the ground
Another man
drinking beer
We're talking about the tractor
That we believe in
John deere john deere john deere
That's how we roll
Now we got 48 hours to bring it all in
Road to Damascus
Full of pride making noise like tractors
Screw loose I was always attracting
Hell of beef with the women was a madness
That’s
Farmer Brown
I'm from a small town
Where everybody looks just like me
I really like it here
I shoot a lot of deer
This is America go fuck yourself
I got
Tryin' to make a livin
That's the bottom line
It ain't easy tryin' to stretch
A nickle into a dime
Sweatin' for the dollar
Workin' for the man
talking Uzi
Unfazed by It I don't give a fuck
We might start a riot we gonna heat It up
Heat It up, Heat It up, Heat It up
I get that pussy and I'm gonna
never hit me back
Confidence of Curry but I'm shooting more like Shaq
Usually I'd leave it on seen where its at
But my pride wouldn't let me take an L
the play
We tryna stack this shit up by the thousands
You can't block the blessing, the fuck out my face
Know that a hustler do what it takes
If you walk in
and snow
I'm at the mercy of it all
This life I choose
Sometimes I hang my head and cry
When that evenin' train goes by
Wish it could take me far away
the
Absolute worst thing I could've found out
As a man, honestly, that shit hurt
And not because it was Drake
It could've been any
Man and it would've hurt
Where you lay it down
They told me Mr. Double A, that's all I have, that I could reach
It was passed down
Since passed down
Been passed down to the O.G
left by artists' design, I'll notice
That you don't arise when the feeling of God is closest
It feels like I'm stuck in a land
Where honesty is never
that's cheap
That's so cheap we're gonna do it again
That's enough okay
Well, by that time
The extract of the Northern dog
Had induced in the fur trapper
take a ride, we’ll be right by your side
As we sing about things that go
The mail truck delivers our mail to us
The tractor is used on a farm
The tow
it caused some tears
But more to the point of our story
For The first time in the collective memory,
That old brown prairie that had been so dry for so
me
So much boy
I hate that you hurt me
So much boy
I hate that you love me
Things I know now, don't allow me to turn back
We been through it all but
man down to the ground
The tractor pitched him into a ditch and
Left a dusty sound
Of the wheel that kept spinnin' round
The wheel that kept spinnin'
this fella pulled up in his big Mac truck
He asked where to park for to get the crop
He was here to haul it all down to the local co-op
He seemed a bit
can't fix what you can't see (pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself (pretty hurts, pretty hurts
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