Lyrics:
Yang Twins,
There born and raised,
God done made it hard for us,
'Cause y'all outta towners came here and fucked shit up,
But y'all can't fuck with
When we getting by
All the doubters forget about em
We puffing lyfe always high
Up in the clouds and
We drive ya wild every time we hit a thousand
Lupe Fiasco
What up it's Lupe Fiasco
You're watchin the Pepsi Max NFL audible
Nick Javas
Hello sports fans, we're coming down to the nitty-gritty
niggas come around here
And get fuckin' abused the Wolves is out
You better call it a night
Cause once the sun goes down
It's Fuck Your Lyfe the Wolves is
It's Red Lyfe
It's Red Lyfe
Nobody safe anymore
Had to wake you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore
Got so much shit on my mind, couldn't think
off the leash It’s forever fuck police
Want me slow it down Ima speed it up
In that pussy ya Ima beat it up
Splitting lanes Cuz A nigga ina hurry
Tryin' to show you
I ain't nothin', just quit playin' with him, man
Tryin' to show you
Make up for mistakes
Promise to always be there when you need
You ain't use to staying up like me
Turned up getting fucked by me
Welcome to the nytelyfe
You say your ex only last a couple minutes
But with me all
"It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
Why I live so wild"
"Here's what they think about cha"
"It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes
not be fair"
We pullin up and by the time we arrive you better not be there
Thought this nigga was opp but thats my brother
My optics was wrong my opps
I’m outta here (gone)
East down I-20 to drive her crazy
I power steer (skrrt)
Get you wet like swimsuits
Or shower gear (haha)
When I get you there
just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into a jail
Dyin' slow in a livin' hell
But love's got a funny way of keepin' score
cnd your leavin' lit up
never even called me by my name.
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings.
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
And you don't have to call
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
We ended up coming back to my house in
Florida down there it was New Year's
Eve we all went over to Grandpa's house
Watch his balls drop and, uh and,
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me Merle
right deep in the sticks, wanna see us?
Front yard golf field bought em, wanna tee up?
Cataracts here tell Jenny go re-up
Bulldog been every truck throw
Hope lost got a Boss way up in here; Mama need help with the bills where the bag Fuck yeah! I get out when I get out and I hope that it's soon... My
was younger I was different
When I pull up it be different they like who the fuck that be there
It's a pleasure to even be here stare at or even see
I was there when Shooter Jennings
Rewound the sound like a cassette
I watched Jamey Johnson
Cut "You Can't Cash My Checks"
Back then Rowdy
going down and Simon can move on. Now Vivian's there.
Vivian is there and waiting for a chance. Here tie comes, oh a
piledriver, a real piledriver,
By will Jennings and Michael McDonald
This love is the only thing
Pinning our future to the past
What we have will always be
The part of this
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