Lyrics:
Ride around tryna stay low
Been chasing pesos since a day old
I need to feel it if it's play dough
They know... I stay go
Ride around tryna stay low
to clear your mind
There is no single way to make it so walk your line
Like Johnny Cash, make the rules and run the game
Middle fingers up cause I'm
to the mac
Then I went and copped a bat
'Member started with the 'lac
Back then remember that?
We was getting chased by the rock
He caught his own? down
to fight
Card cheats and rustlers would run for their holes
when the boys from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that they named Sonora's
Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon for the boy's from the old broken O
Saturday nights in the town of Sonora are the best in all Mexico
They've got
[D:] We drink beer by the can, cup, bottle, or pitcher
[JR:] You'll see us onstage faded straight buzzed as fuck
[JR:] You'll hear us bumpin down your
South||We like sweet tea, blue jeans, boots and caps|Johnny Cash and the American flag||Friday night bright lights, touchdown, halftime|High school football,
kinda but as a rhymah,
He still get outshined by an old-school new timah
Gained a bit of weight, ate up the beat from China
A song of like a hundred lines
Bloody sacrifices
Yeah, ay, look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
You got
impatient
B***h I'm tired of waitin'
They lookin' old
It's time for new faces
The game need change and I'm that renovation
The renovation
The renovation
And a little bit of faith that one day, they just might come true
I'm a lucky man
As long as I got this old guitar
I'll be
Johnny Cash in my backyard
Playin'
You start it out by puttin' on your old blue dress
And you slip your feet into your blue suede shoes
And you look up at blue skies through your pale
In their droves
And, no, nobody noticed well
Some of them noticed
You could tell by the emoji they posted
Sleep like a gloved hand covers our eyes
and step into my ring
Feel the sting, feel the bite, better pass me a light
Johnny Blaze up the night like a true acolyte
And I might show what I represent
neck of wood
Sliding down Wallace, finna hook up with the ballers
Brick boys what they call us, Park Boulevard Bully
Old school like when that Deli used
quiet
You know
Pull up in the whip, get inside, we going for a ride
Ride down 85, with the vibes, they all eight or nines
You ain't tryna fuck with me for
I get the cash
Secure the bag
I'm going off
They making amends
And giving out props
But we never lost
Bitch I'm so cold
Egyptian that's gold
I'm
Ha ha ha ha
As they sailed out to
One, two, three
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it
As they said
(A-one, two, on, two, three, four)
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it left
Ha ha ha ha
As they sailed out to
One, two, three
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it
Last night as I lay dreaming
Of pleasant days gone by,
Me mind been bent on rambling,
To Ireland I did fly,
I stepped on board a vision
the field of flowers by the school we went to (for) all those years,
But they closed it down.
They closed it down.
Saturdays, we spent them playing baseball,
I'm this close to getting hit by cars
All my old friends stay fucked on big cups
Liquor to they black out
Like this ain't gone fix us
But fix up your
through the clinic, they said it was pneumonia
Caused by HIV breaking down the immune system. . .
CASUAL: (That was my motherphuckin man, damn I miss him)
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