Lyrics:
Well I ain't got no job
Dried out as a corn cob
Because I got those Western Kentucky Blues
Everything I had, I had to lose
Picked up a couple
chicken
Mustard western barbecue sauce,
Dip a tender in and become a boss
Well, I met a man in the state of Kentucky
And he said this life was biscuits
She belongs back in western Kentucky
Or maybe somewhere in Tennessee
Far from home there's a way to her body
Though she's wind-blown and slightly
Bitch I'm from Kentucky
Country bitches wanna fuck me
Ride me like I'm secretariat
I bet she feeling lucky
Stacking chicken up like KFC
Cause I been
Mama's grippin' on her hip on the fifth of May
In a photo daddy took on a humid day
In a town that's anyone's guess
Way out in western Kentucky
[Ron Clutch]
I'm just a, big bang baller on a budget
Dank weed, smokin like "fuck it"
City slicker, country nigga, reppin straight from Kentucky
The University of Kentucky used those journals for a study
Some had more shame, fear and anxiety
Others wrote more words of content, love and appreciation
Decades
Hit a stanky face
When Stinnett step up
On the plate call me
Willie Mays, ay, university
All I did was play the game
Ay why would I
Study economics?
Through Chicago, Indiana, and Kentucky
Cause I wanna see, where the country legends come to be
With the birth of every song I have heard
I wanna dance
like I crept in
Escape through the east gate, return through the west ends
When the son said, I'm like the westerns beneath the moon light
And the covered wagon rolled right along
We left Kentucky on the tenth of May
Pappy said, ""I'll see that we eat every day
Mammy, you just grease the skillet
If we
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child, my family would travel
Down to western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
You're Kentucky straight
Bourbon on your lips
Bonnie in your eyes
Dolly in your hips
There's rumors going 'round
Behind every swingin' door in
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
like I crept in
Escape through the east gate, return through the west ends
When the son said, I'm like the westerns beneath the moon light
When I was a boy, my family would travel
Down to western Kentucky where my parents were born
To a lost little town there that's all but remembered
When I was a boy my family would travel
Inta' Western Kentucky where my parents were born
To a lost little town there that's often remembered
So many
a second hand
They famous on Instagram
I'm focused on reality
My verses belong in universities and academies
These lyrics are insanity
Doctors should examine
Or in Lexington, Kentucky, playing for the sound guy
I've been living in these old Levi's jeans
Burning up cigarettes and gasoline
So keep 'er moving down
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
Born in the valley
And raised in the trees
Of western Kentucky
On wobbly knees
With mama beside you
To help you along
You'll soon be
Born in the valley
And raised in the trees
Of western Kentucky
On wobbly knees
With mama beside you
To help you along
You'll soon be
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