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drove across the country for the girl I couldn't be
If I could travel back in time
I'd tell her cherish all the nights
When he wakes up by your side
It

Johnny lost his house today, there’s lots o’ reasons why
But Johnny’s worked hard all his life, always done me right
Johnny loves his country, likes

listen?
He's a phoney and a story made by cronies banking money in their vaults
While waging war on other countries
So I gotta ask, Why leave out the parts

On the Guys
On tha Guys
On tha Guys
This Can't Be A Craig Vill Song
New watch, new fitted, new shoes looking clean
Lil mama got a body shit been

against the men in power currently
This started in a country that's surrounded by another country
Enclaves leaving statements
As we're all marching with no

talkin' crazy and my dragon goin' torch him
I don't do the talkin', if we chat and do the chalking
That's a dead man walkin', Jeffrey Morgan
It's family

Movin like a sex machine
And as Sky & The Family Stone told
Funk are different strokes for different folks
That's it
Get down!
By the way we must to pay

the papers
Living in a city
Wage minimum is low
Barely getting by
So you get you a couple more
Jobs jobs jobs
You working all the time
Barely see your family

I take these chances I’ll advance

No way I’ll ever go back to the can
Won’t separate me from my family ever again
Just because we blood don’t mean we

fancy ass watch
Wasn't born into luxury I was in Morgan parks
Lil homie witnessed death right infront of his block
He coulda died if he stepped into that

God's against divorce, like it or not, you're both one
But for Pete's sake, let her know you the Boss
She's now part of a White family, in fact, always

the country for the girl I couldn't be
If I could travel back in time I'd tell her, cherish all the nights
When he wakes up by your side
It might be the last

could have done it I thought it was true
You could have done it they didn't let you
You could have done it but your dreams derailed
For god country

strikes and oil fires From sea to rising sea
Hand of god reaching out Looking down on me
Warehouse crumbling by the tracks
And vines that climb the old

Perhaps it would have
Had been easier
To keep on living with my blindness
Than at an early age
To start myself wondering about
God, life, death

About 290 years after Christ a Roman
Emperor named Diocletian took over
He really grabbed the bull by
The horns he took over in a period of
Turmoil

whether we would survive
On the journey that lay ahead
Would we end up dead?
Only god knew our destiny
If me and my family
Would make it into this country

that war
Is just a human sacrifice.
"But at least we got
 God on our side."
And maybe so but that
Don't bring the people back alive.
Go and follow

enterprises
Dance in the streets to their own beat
Can walk miles by themselves but never feel lonely
Question everything, even family and homies
Not out

Fatalistic generation, (the) whole country in flesh,
This is us versus them, it’s a cultural clash
Memories don't bother us, not on the same path,

Fuck the only fans hoe give me the Home Depot bitch
You got heart just like Craig I'm on yo ass like Deebo then
She wanna be the big fish but her

to giving orders
Now you looking for employment 
Or deployment to the military 
Dying for another country 
Just to feed your family
Go find the word nigga in

grace would get us by
He’d come home late from work
Set me on his knee
An’ say, “Son love your country, and
Protect your family.” 

PRE CHORUS:
He charged

Life be passing by
Know some hoes that’s waning more sex
How you love the family
Your whole bag spent on Rolex
Tried to make em feel me
Out country