Lyrics:
it!
Raise your voice and sing!
Freedom!
It's such a precious thing!
Don't just talk about it!
Raise your voice and sing!
Freedom! Freedom!
Yo!
I woke
Haters trying to figure out how I'm going hard (Sing it)
Struggle forcing me to keep it real, not my fault (Preach)
Got these haters vibing, flying,
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
like a long lost friend
You ain't seen in a while
You can't help but smile
And it's two bare feet on the dashboard
Young love in an old Ford
Cheap shades
Murcielagos
What you driving
I don't know
Fuck I don't know, but I'll beat you
If you fucking sing that stupid song by Drake
I'll beat you up like it was
Maybellene
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do.
As I was
’ll learn my lesson by the time I’m an old man
Prizing Jagerbombs from my cold dead hands
But now it’s clinging on I can’t quite shake it,
For Christ’s sakes
music but u sing along when it come on
I'm tryna get on the Forbes
Look at my neck no u can't afford
She lovin my fregrance I got on tom Ford
Drippin in
my ways
Yea I'm still gettin' paid
Rockin Tom Ford Shades Can't feel my pain
Ain't got time to plead, no fifth
I'd rather catch sacks today
At least
from
I know they been feedin' me these lies, but I don't eat
How the hell you tell me that it's over if you don't mean it?
Oh, haha
I can't love, I
moon light
One shot rings out in the night
I was born of the barrel of a colt forty five
Running from the law was my only vice
Would it be by day or be
moon light
One shot rings out in the night
I was born of the barrel of a colt forty five
Running from the law was my only vice
Would it be by day or be
I just can't help myself, I just can't help myself
I just can't help myself, I just can't help myself
I just can't help myself
There I go, here I
Chevy
She likes Ford
I'm automatic, shes a 4 on the floor
So who's to say what's wrong, what's right
So just do whatcha gotta do, cha' gotta do to get by
on the wheel
I can't replace the way it made me feel
And I would turn her sharp
And I would make her whine
He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat
& Busta]
Yo, yo, yo I run up in your set like a New York city
I can't slip, I beat you down with my vice grip
Your lost, that means you way off course
No
everybody and sing
Everyone can see we're together
As we walk on by
(And) and we fly just like birds of a feather
I won't tell no lie
all of the people around
your stars are burning bright
When you can't even see the light
Roll on roll on go on and sing
There's a song for everything
Na na na na na na na
Na na
My life is a mystery
I look inside but I can't see
All I got is what I say
So I don't speak or talk or pray
I sing them
I sing so my song so I
shots
He a funny boy
Let a nigga slide like once
Then i can't ignore it
I remembered back then
Mama wheeled a Ford
Fast forward a few years
Now she in
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
To 'phatness' like this
From one story the cowboy was founded
I'm surrounded by Casual, and Whitey Ford, the whole world and your girl
From the Bay
you feel, I will
You are like Narcissus, frozen in time, frozen in place
And it's curious that your way to see her leaves you all alone
And consumed by
no girl slung out on that heron
Pull up in my Chevy let’s get our country on
Man that boy’s wife can sing real pretty
Kissin on her neck while I
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