Lyrics:
the way
And if they do I'll be flying high
and there'll probably be a happy tear in my eye but rain or shine
I'll be yellin' go Dawgs from the 20 yard line
Got an eight by ten of me and him, when I was about nine
The game was over I was on his shoulders by the fifty yard line
He was a tall and lean
I remember cheering you on at every football game
Shoutin', "# 20 as a running back takes your place
I wait from the bleachers on the 30 yard line
Beneath these Alabama pines
Take me to Tuscaloosa
Plant me under the fifty yard line
Put me in an old truck
A four door Chevrolet
Drive me down
Beneath these Alabama pines
Take me to Tuscaloosa
Plant me under the fifty yard line
Put me in an old truck
A four door Chevrolet
Drive me down
I am chewing on power lines
Spraying the yard in spark
Clouds were bruised when the day broke
Clouds were bruised when the day broke
You're in
No matter where I go when I'm low
I just know that there's home
And I'm welcomed at anytime
It's all love when I cross below
The Mason Dixon line
mi get oh lord, mi affi break di poverty line Inna mi yard, an wen mi get the opportunity fi gah broad, mi walk and beggy plain fare fi lef yard
lookin' like a junk yard
One line of credit man got 1 card
I'm at the ford garage where the bar wrap around
Piss in a keg wash my hands from a gas pump
yard, every line got power like my own bars
Every line got power, no Tommy Egan
I run up racks like you won't believe it
Find big bellies and bring
to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head
step up
On the line Cause in this yard, we draw the line
Just no failure , not an option The remedy bring energy, approach the porch
With caution I'ma
alag alag merey kind
Vvs k shawk merey court yard mai line
Ha flex kru crib half a milli on the line
Teri yaad ko mai archive
I just wanna live kai
to the yard
My milkshake bring all the boys to the yard
I could teach you but I have to charge
He bang my line trying to fuck tho
Left on read if his pockets
soul
Thinking of you too
A couple of yards away from the line
Another step away from fine
Tired all the time
Thinking of you too
I'm only in this for
with dawg anuh check
Money man a mek
Like seh Me just win a million dollor bet
Verse
Western union a mi next yard
Ina Line before Me have breakfast
can't fool me
Large up mum she gave the best up bringing
Poverty had us out here over time slinging
Like how am I supposed to reach my yard the lines
explanations
I'll find'em all alone
Because I kept your socks with mine, now
They belong with me.
They share a line in my yard letting me
So as I stare at them
cousin caught a next shot
Out in yard, tryna line up a headshot
Flew back home tryna get it by the headlock
I was getting boxes, banging it in Z shots
How many man in your yard
How many man
How many man in your yard
How many man in your yard
How many man
How many man in your yard
How many man in
the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman 's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned
the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother
'Cause she turned and you
Ask J we had a yard full of grub and a line of kitties calling
Working in the pm sleeping in the morning
Women in the lecture catch me yawning
Bet
mind
Though the wheet fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
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