Lyrics:
Such is life when you live too long
Now I'm an old man and I live alone
Near a rocky road far from where I belong
Inhale
(Pull)
Let your mind through
Open the door and go live your truth
I'm
Rising
Up high
These heights
My fear dies
No one
Watching
Just me
Just breathe
Suddenly through the door was three men in suits
They said hey sweet mama who are you
I said im ice cream tee and who may you be
I'm brother charles brother
decided to branch out but ended up the stick broke
Cuz as fast it started it'll be just as fast to see the end road
This is it chief
I'm ready I'm steady
another apology
After three years, I'ma let it go (go)
Can't stand around cryin' no more (more)
Got your bags packed sittin' by the door (door)
I'ma
the road she darted, against the rocks she crashed
Upside-down the engine turned, poor Georgie's breast it smashed
His head was against the firebox door
that I want more, this is what I live for
Hold me down now
Hold me down now
Hold me down
I sold my soul to a three-piece
And he told me I was
Buzzin' off about a fifth
Crankin' up the Kid Rock
Everybody turnin' heads
35's hummin' on that river road asphalt
Windows rolled down
Give a wave
gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down to the ground
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun (gun)
I think I hear
you need girl ima hold you down,
If you need a lil' dough we flipping got somewhere to go I'm whipping,
Be a love hustla whatever you need girl ima
bitch will fall
You can feel it in the back like
I like tree
We bust in doors and light up three
We living tall
Got like me
I'm chill like a big menthol
parent's door
Oh, it's not goodbye at all
Cos I'm only down the road
I told her we could talk all night on the telephone
And watch the movies of us growing
that talk I ain't cutting no Slack
Down in the studio I'm making that crack
Cut with my knife like a killa named Mack
Put him on a shirt while on road
some crack?
Than you did three days in a half
And then that fast you came back?
I'm starting to think you don't
Serve your full time in
Jail cause you
the heat up by the big dog (but I don't wanna hold you back)
Nigga gotta get this dough (I just wanna live my life)
Nigga gotta get this dough (Live your
the phone with Jay Prince
They 'bout to hate now
I'm throwed, slowly movin' down this road
What don't kill you makes you
Stronger I was told so I carries
belts
Gucci imprint from leather welts
Ace, the Creator, man casey Veggies, yo
Odd Future, nigga get used to it
Hey, I’m gonna slow it down
Real quick
mothafuckas it's goin' down
Back road, a shortcut the lane
Fuck the law, they can't stop the bang
Cut the double cup of purple rain
Tell them fuck critics I'll
mind
This could be the day
You don't know the road, I could show the way
Young candy cut though still slammin' doors
Pull up with your ho on the low low
One, two, three, four
Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on Goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old
everyday
Waking up is so refreshing
Tryna find my way
Down this cold dark road
Lost both my folks
By 12 years old
I ain't asking for no sympathy
Maybe a lil
You are the one that lives in me, my dear
I want no one but
Sittin' here with my tears
All alone with my fears
I'm wondering if I have to do
to cut her (I love you ma)
C section but what a blessing
Who would've guessed that the next best is
Nobody expected, me, a she
Nigga, accept it I'm
rolled
Crown stay on my head too
I'm a young king on the high road
Life feel like asylum when you coming in through the side door
Cuz I know everything
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