Lyrics:
To be some process in your progress or be the prevention
I just live my life and I don't stop grindin' until God tell me to
I get money, I ain't gotta
change
little by little
But this big rice field lying
still walks with the seasons
It's not like a big city
but like a gentle home
Not crowded (but it's
to listen to em'
But I could hear them say
He's a
Big Fish from a little pond
Doing big things in all the wrong ways
He'll never make it out of town
He'll be
to listen to em'
But I could hear them say
He's a
Big Fish from a little pond
Doing big things in all the wrong ways
He'll never make it out of town
He'll be
to listen to em'
But I could hear them say
He's a
Big Fish from a little pond
Doing big things in all the wrong ways
He'll never make it out of town
He'll be
out till the summer left
A little life plays in montage seen my best days to music, been a
Strange time to be grown up, to be more now than I once was
along|Living the high life||Saturday, on Friday repeat, meet everybody up in the town square|Gotta see where the party's gonna be, sure hope Sara Beth's gonna be
In my little town
Cause, there's big drama in my little town
Where the rumors go on round and round
Got the sniffles at noon, you're dead by 9
You
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
all the happy people stop to say hello
(get outta my way)
Even though the temperatures low
Its a perfect sunday morning in my quiet little mountain town
town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of Jesus
The cycle of life is here
To see in all of its fine simplicity
But the way we live it seems to be,
Something very weird to me
And I cry out
For
you did
We lit in this
Like cigarettes
No friends in this
Ata gonna fuck around an end this bitch
You a rat
You told the whole town
Put a little pussy
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up, man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like
I'm not losing you
Catch me floatin' circles in my fishbowl
Keep things fresh
She said that I should change my clothes
I exaggerate the life we
the night that they hung an innocent man
Well don't trust your soul to no back woods Southern lawyer
'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his
sellin' a
Little white and shit
They don't know that sealed
Indictment finna hit
You get that paper in the mail
They gon' be sick
Niggas be in they feelings
motherfucker
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken-turkey-piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his sister and drink his
your wife?
I need six eggs
That's too expensive!
There must be more than this provincial life!
Ah, If it isn't the only bookworm in town!
So,
southern comfort girl
Stuck in her northern world
She's got real big dreams
Of wrap around porches and tire swings
And watching the kids play through
hanging in the sky
I saw a big black cloud hanging in the sky
And I ask my papa when will it roll by
Oh we're standing on the edge of the world (Ooh)
Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
In these small town streets too long
I've held nothin' but aces and been many places
And hung
small town life don't mean small town dreams
Cut throat living and front pew dipping
This old skoal can burning a hole in the ceiling
Might be a little
moves like a wiseman yu'd think im old
Young nigga run this town put my name on billboads
Young nigga with the crown in this game the big boss
Young nigga
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