Lyrics:
Cloudy day cloudy lights
Dripping my life into the lights
I got my beats of having my soul
You let me go then run to the clouds
Dripping my trippings
our cool fishing clothes
Not talking much at all
Just punch lines and poles
Where the days last forever
And the moons always full
And the rainbows dance
of the day
So treat me that way
Boy I know you wanna be kissing
So treat me like your fishing
We're on the dock in the the dark
Waiting for the break
a cold beer watching time go by
If I wasn't here fishing I'd be somewhere else wishing
Wishing I was fishing
Sun up and I'm ready to roll
Best damn time
They handed us some Fishing poles said you guys go have some fun
But be back by suppertime
Our Grandma's were the best of friends they were like two
and I'm by her side
On a day when the world is tough
Well how's the fishing out past the stars
Do you got the same Ol' house as ours
Do you got the same Ol'
When I was a young boy my dad would take me fishing
Way back in the woods
We would camp there for the weekend
We would fish all day have a campfire
I fishing crabs
I watchin down
Froma stone
From a stone
I fishing crabs
All alone
Fishing crabs
All day
By my self
I fishing crabs down
Down
Down
Every morning I wake up
Put on a brand new day
Kiss my boy, grab my coat
Drive these 18 wheels away
With the words I miss you daddy
That echo in my
a week or for a year or for a year in a day
Come what may
I'm fishing with my boat and I'm fishing for trout
Mix the Bass Ale with the Guinness Stout
in your eye
Making your plans while
30 years of a half life
Just passes you by
We were such bail birds
We had nothing to pack
The days down in the map
Uh
WOP
Tamii
318
(NFSD)
It's only right that we resurrecting
All this real rapping
Mainstream rap unbearable
Niggas fishing for captions
The state
Let's go fishing in the morning, just like we've always gone.
You can come inside and wake me up,
We'll pack and leave by dawn. We will pack
Kato, this is crank
Uh, ayy, uh
Ayy, free the man
Let's go, let's go
Uh
I'll go by myself cause I'm standing on ten
I hit straight through the coat
fishing
Got to build a team, fulfill this big decision
Integrity is into me
Can tell this by my delivery
Increasing my annuity
Verbally is good
the lake
In a brand new drop-top
Oh shit, I did it again
I'm fishing for bass so
She's texting her friends
Been here for days, I'm making plays
Bagging fish,
Intro:
Gone fishing, you Nig don gone fishing
Told you ya keep slipping
Yawl nig don gone fishing
Gone fishing
Gone fishing
Keep slipping
Yawl
a year in a day
come what may
I'm fishing with my boat and I'm fishing for trout
mix the Bass Ale with the Guiness Stout
fishing for a line inside my
ready to go
He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayou
He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers
Gotta catch a big fish for us
riddance
Basically I'm out on a mission and ain't even fishing
It come to me
Don't live by the law live by code
In pressure don't fold you'll beat the odds
by the old mill run
The lazy, lazy river in the noon day sun
Linger in the shade of a kind old tree
Throw away your troubles
Dream a dream with me
Up
To climb out of this well thats been stitched into my skin
Carved in the forearm "gone fishing"
I try not to vomit these brand new Oreos
Bought by an nb in
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
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