Lyrics:
up by Russ and feel like God is with the boy, ya heard?
SING ALOUD
Tire tracks on a yellow brick road
All paths end in Tennessee
Lovesick memories
up by Russ and feel like God is with the boy, ya heard?
SING ALOUD
Tire tracks on a yellow brick road
All paths end in Tennessee
Lovesick memories
up by Russ and feel like God is with the boy, ya heard?
SING ALOUD
Tire tracks on a yellow brick road
All paths end in Tennessee
Lovesick memories
up by Russ and feel like God is with the boy, ya heard?
SING ALOUD
Tire tracks on a yellow brick road
All paths end in Tennessee
Lovesick memories
up by Russ and feel like God is with the boy, ya heard?
SING ALOUD
Tire tracks on a yellow brick road
All paths end in Tennessee
Lovesick memories
up by Russ and feel like God is with the boy, ya heard?
SING ALOUD
Tire tracks on a yellow brick road
All paths end in Tennessee
Lovesick memories
the suffer wey you suffer will not be in vain
I tell you I am missing mommy, got my tears in chains
I got Ten Thousand stand by me buh mom I’m all alone, I’m
okay, I'm stacking that pay I'm on my way, I'm bringing the dank
Bringing the stank, that breaking the bank Making it stank
Breaking the bank by making it
true to the flow shit
Don't gotta sing
Got things
That I gotta get off my chest
You think
That you gonna come top my best
I'm king
For the lyricism
us all the way
Sing us a song today, away-ay (zoom)
Away-ay, away-ay (zoom)
Away-ay, away-ay (zoom)
Away-ay, away-ay (zoom)
Or maybe I'm in your
us all the way
Sing us a song today, away-ay (zoom)
Away-ay, away-ay (zoom)
Away-ay, away-ay (zoom)
Away-ay, away-ay (zoom)
Or maybe I'm in your
It speaks to me so baby just believe
Yeah I'm gonna sing to you
And I don't care what we go through
I'm gonna be the best that I can be
So baby
my borough
I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough
Plus I know my own flow is foolish
So the rings and things you sing about
Bring 'em out
It's
my borough
I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough
Plus I know my own flow is foolish
So the rings and things you sing about
Bring 'em out
It's
them having withdrawals
Of a prisoner on his way
Trapped inside your desire
To fire bullets that stray
Track attire just tell you I'm tired and ran
be me with that mask, it ain't gonna last, you not my equivalent
I'm putting that shit in the past, you bringing it back, I'm boutta get violent
I'm
I'm gonna make you sweat
The way a pig sweats on a hot day
'cause I'm feelin' real sexy, baby, real sexy, ooh yeah
That's right, I'm gonna put me
the victim's at fault, sucka!
You don't know shit about steaks, yucka!
But the ones on the 8th are great, muthafucka!
Better save the date, I'm gonna rock
I'm sorry"
'Cause I'm working night and day, it's damn hard
Tryin' to pay the bills and keep everyone happy
The pressure that I'm feelin' from my
wohoa
I guess I'm never gonna learn
I've drunk the last time you stood here, you're by my side
You thought that it should be just like the good old
mistake
And all the mess that I've made
I once was lost, but now I'm found
Come on you sing
No one
No where
Compares
To Your grace
I can't deny
Jesus You're
a story told
When the summer ends
I'm uh impressed by you
I'm uh impressed and you? (Why do u ask?)
Show me your chest tattoo
Hit that lil fast food route
There's a place where we people dance
While holding hands
To light of the moon.........
They sing to me tunes...
I'm not ugly
And loved ones that die
a bill
I need me some real thrills
These niggas cannot compare to me, uh
Mama mad im smokin' broccoli, uh
Gotta get rich, yes, I gotta be, uh, fuck that
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