Lyrics:
sleepless, but my dreams still vivid
Hole getting deeper, but the team still winnin'
Let me look around, like will you please love me?
End up in the ground,
Up a lazy river by the old mill stream
That lazy, hazy river where we both can dream
Linger in the shade of an old oak tree
Throw away your
The nightingale is still locked in the cage
The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs
An old oak sheltering me from the blue
Sun bathing
drunker than I should be
I'm fucking too honest but I could be
Another fuck nigga rapping 'bout wrapping
Flipping O's by rap and hip-hop, boy
You could be
I
A young man sits by the river side
Watching the sunset over the blue ridge
And the mountain laurel reminds
Him of his bride so he flings himself
me
Scare me of dreams scare me they can come true
Oh yeah
True
A pity it's only a dream/it's true because when I looked down in there
I didn't see
He's not what he would seem"
Harry Green was alright by me
Harry Green was alright with me
Well, them high school halls
Can sure get rough
When you
Eyes on all my foe
Boy I know
Know they want me gone
Said that shit before
Texas hoe
Do it for the zone
Swing down hard on choppas
Them boppers they know
shoot me
Who still doing bad
Boy that paper come in bags
Likes loose leaf
Take a fans who embracing who I am
Nigga you sleep
My first name Sam
Last name
half of the math, it don't add up
The lead batter, my hits make ya frame shatter
Watch me now! Just begun like Jimmy Castor
I'm bad luck just like
but still killing shows
On every coast I go to, huh
Thick like an oak, cos i'ma seed of ah god
I'm never giving up I been on my job, hear me now
Thick
that all you smoke
Gambino, I'm staying woke
Yeah boy we know you ash like oak
You torpedo just like your jokes
Your libido's on its final stroke
Give
a coffee and a blanket to our favorite cliff
Sing your mountain songs about sweet lovers dead and gone
Wrap me in your dreams as we breathe in the dawn
We
of it all
Well, he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane
He was pulling into Baker on a New
girl was the cause of it all
Well, he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane
He was
work
It's ass backwards how these kids keep getting shit they don't deserve
Life's a bastard, but my dad was with me every step since birth
I had a dream
sparklers
I wanna see flamethrowers in this motherfucker
This a Will.I.Am joint
Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy
And they call me Diddy bitch
Where 1 Oak at?
And dreams of swinging on our porch
Ganderin' ridge lines
There's a mighty mountain of bills on the floor
If it builds up any higher
They'll be
And dreams of swinging on our
Porch ganderin' ridge lines
There's a mighty mountain of
Bills on the floor
If it builds up any higher they'll
Be bursting
sweet tea
I'm a good old southern boy to a T
But I ain't got a racist bone in me
I'm a hillbilly gangster hippie if you please
A jacked up truck tie died
The Heights or Oak Park? They always ask about it
I'm a product of both, nigga, and I'ma smash about it
I always wanted this money, I still dream about it
Sold
still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna
for a spin now
Ooh
Snorlax in the grass
Super sunny by the river
Aahaah
Pass the smoke by the oak
These the folks you depend on
Trade my cards
Hold hope
13 crows in a dead oak tree
Credits: All songs written by Ian S. McCaskie/John Jack Jr
c 2023 Dusty Boy Music/BMI ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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