Lyrics:
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
any better I'm just down, down here
Yeah, the breeze and the waves and the sand ain't doin' it for me
And this drink in my hand ain't doin' shit for
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
moving like i'm ups cus i'll be flying up
and if they try and bring me down would you be by side
and stick around if they just hit me with a 5 to 9
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
Roll The Line
Written by: Evan Lane, Conner Nix
V1:
Always early, working late.
They call me out, I can't catch a break.
Boss man never
in which I’m passing by
This bitch got me stuttering in some odd time
I play the coliseum, we doing eye for eye
Pussy on the plate not hungry but I’m
a drone
Securus calls puttin' money on phone
Mom ask me when I'm coming back home
I said I'd be down, a benefit to you to have me around
This rap shit
and over here I
Have Mr malcolm Evans who
Through thick and thin
Would surely like to say a word
Of greeting at this festive occasion
Merry Christmas,
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes"
Low brow but I
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes"
Low brow but I
mask
Hockey shit
Frustrated but he still drop the hit's
Faithfully
Like Evan's book by the State you see
Not a regular dude
Running with a regular crew
(Uno got the streets goin' crazy)
Ya heard me? (Yeah)
(Evan, turn me up)
Ya heard me?
Ya heard me?
(Ayo, Flex, you wlidin')
Ya heard me?
Ya
to the see to the a and it's a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the rhythm
Yes I'm
to the see to the a and it's a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the rhythm
Yes I'm
on the dance floor
Pickin' up the money droppin ones Imma save more
Neva slow it down, keep it real, Imma explore
Evan Duffy Lawn Care you know I'm knockin
up. Pick up.
Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
Rhyme!
Written By:
Quindell Evans
Christ, let's go!
I want to see your hands go up and down
But not because you feel the beat, because you found
A life like no other where you can praise
And this wasn't all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin.
on me
Aye and I just keep the bandz on me god damn
B.O.B. this a lifestyle we ain't playing fair
Nelo G steady throwing bandz in fuckin air
Aye aye and I
I know they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the building
Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing
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