Lyrics:
Cause I'll never have to swim to the surface
I can live tied down by my burden
And never have to risk trusting a person, yeah
Life can get too heavy
Yeah, Spin Rich, Famous, Johnny Rocks, and uh, Leggo
Glass of Moscato, that's what's happenin
Costa Bella bottle, all about the banjo dance
Got my
chupacabras dead
I live in the States, born in Monterey
Got a gringa by my side
She can cook some frijoles
I cross the border and la migra said
'hey, come
give a fuck
Got 20 20 no specs on
Rear view nigga get lost
Blue print now I gotta plan
Fuck a Traffic jam I just drive thru it
Fuck the bullshit I learn
knowing, you know in, in what direction to go
What things to do or how to, how to live my life properly
Life is interesting though, it's a bit of a search
Spinnin' in a box and it cost him a lot
Was tryna live soft at the top in a loft
Was 'bout to lift off, when he got shot by an opp
A different world but
see a man's blood on my Clarks
(Baow) make the ting come in two by two like
When the animals all stepped in the Ark
(Haha)
Double 8's tryna do Formula
refuse to dummy down and follow the herd
I'm gonna say what I believe and stand by my word
See, i've never known the taste of a silver spoon
Never took
Straight out of Nashville, here's your next big star
He don't write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart.
Wears a cowboy hat,
type person
We keep it live while y'all niggas be rehearsin'
Cursin' us, hopin' that we disappear
But we been in the game for so many, many years
where it's at
Say yo' shooter on that
We'll turn him to a pack
My bitch from the 'Raq on a flat
Quake and rock, twist her Act'
My drink man he on deck
You
stormy days
Troubled nights
Drunkies in sight where I live, B
It wasn't life little kids dirty
Their heads covered with fuckin' lice
My best friend died
and good clean fun
That's my kind of country
Roots run deep as they come
In my kind of country
I'm from the old school
Live by the golden rule
Ain't
To walk through a cloud of disappointment, help me out
I thought I escaped but the snakes still came
Wrapped around my body tangled up in my ribcage
We
But it is too late to get down, I win, you frown
It's clear as day you ain't my round so you ain't round
Square, we clear the ground by air,
of Africa
So I can live the with massacres
And repeat my mantra of Muslim and terrorist
So I can sleep at night as bombs take flight
Eyes open wide but I'm
rights
I mean Laquan had a gun
He tried to take that cop's life
Women aren't paid less
She deserved it in that dress
She's a hoe if she's puttin' out
drugs, but niggas had drugs out
Wasn't no hits taken, but definitely gave hits out
Countless bitches got fucked right up on that blue couch
Whole crew
his time would come, top issue
Branded by a government official
The boys in blue, Paparazzi circled the block
Rounded up six cats whose phones were
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