Country Livin' (Intro)

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Cruise Tha Junebug

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"Welcome to my shit man peep it 
aye man this is Cornfed man
This the first beat I ever made right here 
Only right I put it onnn
This that Nebraska shit baby
And you know
I know it aint nothing cool about Nebraska man but it's where Im from (yadiggg)
I gotta rep it how I live it (yadiggg)
(Cruisey Tha Junie)
So if you runnin with my shit lets roll man
If you not, shit lets roll anyway man (roll with me baby)
If you Nebraska or anywhere boy put your hands up"

Put your hands up
Its B.U.G.L.I.F.E till Im ashed up
Where if you aint a real one then dog you aint make the damn cut 
A&D Ointment boy Im posted in the damn cut
Young Travis Pastrana they like "damn, that man stunt"
Shawty bad Im like "Can I grab that tan butt? In them jean shorts
Cant help it I need some recourse
Went to her crib she told me "Kill it with no remorse"
I wanna put a baby in her, get married, then get divorced
Classic love story midwest shit
We pack Barettas Benellis Remingtons and Smith n Wessons shit
Thugs, Stealers
Drug dealers tryna earn a thou
Farmers burning loud 
On the way out to go herd some cows 
Thats on the daily dog 
One minute the sun shining bright, next minute its fucking raining dog
1 a.m. that rain will freeze
Unpredictable to say the least
Why these towns with population 16 need 8 police
And why we grow these sugar beets but cant make cream
Like Scottie Pippen from the block 
Boy Im just giving it all that I got 
In that regal coasting
Jalepenos roasting
We just let them simmer in the pot 
And that diesel smoking 
Got me feeling stonedy 
We just blowing swishers full of pot
Aint got no felonies so I gotta license, keep a volver and a glock 
And them bitches cocked, till the tippy top
F*ck bitches still up in my flippy flops
BBQs with the kinfolk, cuz we love chillin and we love grilling
This that country living, baby ask me how the f*ck Im feeling

Come get a glimpse see how we live this country life
Visions of getting rich keep me up at night
Midwest pimps see how we live this country life
Muddy Sprite, sack of kush, and a Bud Light
Getting baked by the lake cuz we love life
By the campfire, telling stories till the sun rise
Why dont you come and get a taste of this country life
Cornfed, you can bet that imma f*ck her right
(It aint nothing but some country life)

This that country livin' we just having a blast 
Throw that fishing line up in the lake and catch me a bass
No stranger to some danger boy Ive been in some jams 
So dont bring no trouble round here I might empty the mag
Did this shit myself, never had to go and get a band
Never been the type to hate, Im the type to go and get the bag
Zone out, turn my speakers up, and let them smack
If I dont like the pack, no disrespect, but imma send it back.
Its all business
On some fake shit? Never that
Heart is hella black
Thought I was rich with like 7 stacks 
But I learned life lessons from all of my mistakes
Alleviate all obstacles in my way, so I can get paid
I might do a lil wheelin' and dealing
If I ever have to 
Stealing and killing
But damn sure I wont do no squeeling
Without the mac, naked and nervous is how Im feeling
But when I got the strappy Im the calmest catty in the building
So dont tempt me boy
Acting Tom Petty boy 
You wanna play games but this shit right here is a deadly toy
Still blazing with some shooters, you know, Brandon Roys
And they can deploy
Pick up the sticks like a bat boy
I just tell them thatta boy
Thanks for looking out 
We cooking out them waterfowl loins
And always keeping our poise
Put a bullet in your mouth just like an Altoid 
A cowboy
Better run when my gun makes that pow noise

Get a glimpse see how we live this country life
Visions of getting rich keep me up at night
Midwest pimps see how we live this country life
Muddy Sprite, sack of kush, and a Bud Light
Getting baked by the lake cause we love life
By the campfire, telling stories till the sun rise
Why dont you come and get a taste of this country life
Cornfed, you can bet that Imma f*ck her right

Nothin but a lil muhfuckin country life

Cornfed, cant kill me I was born dead

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