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Then the bugging like roaches Country nigga born in the Chocolate City Raised by 2 country folk from the down the south With a mama that loves me dearly
in the vinyl that Ithaca get 'em runnin' They wishin' my ass would fumble so the Game could get a turn around But I run this shit just like the Colts
ever heard in your life. I'm talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but he's been
colts like you were Carson Wentz Keep it at bay We gravitate toward unconsciousness But these days I tend to gravitate to where the comma is It's quite
Returning weary from the barren planes My throat went dry after a long days ride Finally as the light of Dagda waned I reached a small ford by
working these days swear to god I already been a shooting star so now I want my placement Want my name up in them clouds while they all up on vacation And I
enough Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough But why cry? I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up Thug life, it's in my veins, go
Life's Made Of Moments by Murphy's Ford Grandma and Grandpa walking into church They haven't missed a Sunday since their first bible verse They
the days of the Colt 45's and gang bangers Cocaine slangers who sliced doors no time to cook up Them niggas like raw It's all about the dollar
It was back in '32 when times were hard He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards Stagger Lee He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old Stetson hat Had a '28
soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame When he came in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce
soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame When he came in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce
the stairs towards The clock in my dreams angel wings on me Outta time I split my seams My Soul is resurrected new life reckless Watch you scream You kept
on anybody who ever tried to front on me With so much personality, what do you want from me? I could be by myself and enjoy the company My life, this year, my
The old gunfighter stood on the Porch and stared into sun And relived all the old days back when He was living by the gun When deadly games of pride
ain't stoppin me dawg Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords You will, die by the gun
and a pipe Or a bike and a spinner, a weapon and some transport, for my little nigga Posted Destiny up on her b-day, and got blocked by bare silly hoes But
stay sane when your life is a string of ditches I wanna pretend, I wanna flex with the change Vanity Fair, back in pain, Bisou bisou, back again But I'm
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream. I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream. Ah child of countless trees, ah
you, bitch I'ma show you, bitch, you know what's up Big Ford ride around in it, probably feel like a Tonka truck Four-oh, fifty rounds in it, C4, I'm
and kiss my wife One more day in this crazy life Take a second to stop and smell the daisies Everything else is gravy Got the classics playin' on my
I'm past that time Instead I stepped to analyse Thinking 'bout my life and bye But fuck that shit I pick the six And flip them in the silver bliss
don't know We don't know We don't know We don't know Feel so good on my worst days Built tough like Ford in the first place No longer avoid, it's not
It was back in '32 when times were hard He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards Stagger Lee He wore rat-drawn shoes and an Stetson hat Had a '28 Ford
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