Lyrics:
South Alabama, right beside Mississippi
Hundred thousand dollars is missing from the city
Cause a blonde haired, blue eyed,
Southern belle stole it
when I'm gone
But for now it's still me riding alone
By the time you wake up I'll already sang this song
Bring me that horizon
There ain't no telling
Culberson county by the Alabama line
There's a bullet with my name if I don't make it in time
Spent the last fifteen in and out of the game
I've been
times or something, and we still going
Whiter than Alabama, sea of trash 'round every corner
They try to make it nice with parks and shit
Ain't nobody
ever live with regrets
All the girls fucked up walking by with manners
Man they so good it's the scam that scams ya
Sorority living like she in Delta
fucking up my mood
Your manners are so rude
(Chorus)2×
If you don't like The things that we do
Then you can go
Go fuck with yourself
Let me start by
[Starting Verse]
Down in Dixieland, where the spirits high
Alabama country, beneath that southern sky
Melodies playin', on an acoustic guitar
Singin'
The reason that I came
Is bleeding from the veins
Of the people 'cause we're equal
Only freedom is the aim
This album has been in the
Making a quarter century
you're not feeling proud
But chip away day by day and you will find your sound
There's more I need to tell you, I don't wanna see you fall
Not tryna scare
up girl now you're doing just fine
Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride
But I was high on a mountain
When Daddy let me drive
When Daddy
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D
forward
New York summer nights drunk on tequila
Pillow talking up all night
California peers and Alabama beaches
Everything is better with you by my side
my girlfriend,
You're just another link, I don't care what you think
When I die, don't bury me, burn me,
By the way things are goin', I might die
your head {*BLAM*}
I got a special guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag dash, get 'em man!
Guess who's back in your building ya big pimping
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets
Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these streets
So please pay attention when you're coming
You're sure it's not girl problems, man?
Nah, ain't no girl problems, man, you buggin
I don't know man, I don't know
Come on, man, what's her name?
You're sure it's not girl problems, man?
Nah, ain't no girl problems, man, you buggin
I don't know man, I don't know
Come on, man, what's her name?
link up but na me go pay for cab ( na scam)
Oh you're the best rapper here, you drop album but na party jam we dey hear ( na scam)
Oh you want to go
crept
Into the game, we're skipping the steps
Breaking the windows the house will be swept
The game I will get, I have to possess
Time is like money I
recording
Beau said he’d send more details later as he was in session
And now that the album is slated to come out soon I’m curious again
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