Lyrics:
under the old oak trees
Evening comes the sky turns red
Supper's on the table and the kids are all fed
Sit by the fire not a word's said
Feel the peace
matters the most in this life
And I have decided I'm takin' a stand
To stay on that fifty year plan
Inspired by the words of a very wise man
He said,
About that time a car drove by
With an Ace Insurance bumper sticker
Well that must be the man been courtin' Abell
He's somethin' of a city slicker
(Ah,
and how he wished he cold by my age again
I sat on the front porch with my old mans old man
And we talked about
We talked about life and living cowboys
You could love again if you walk my way, like them good old days
We can roll in mud by the haystack, riding horses till we make it back
Those
yesterdays
Where I ran off cause I got mad
And I came to blows with my old man
Where I came back to settle down
This is where they'll put me in
Makuru
Makuru, Makuru, where's your beauty now?
Makuru, Makuru, the childhood of my years,
The wind of time has seen you die, The "Old Mans
Uh
Birdman handrub
This shit fit me like a damn glove
Shit cleaner than a hand scrub
Feel better than DJ Khaled fan love
This the rock that
and snow
I'm at the mercy of it all
This life I choose
Sometimes I hang my head and cry
When that evenin' train goes by
Wish it could take me far away
of bud light, top of the world, it’s finna be a good night
Learn how to drive on an old ford tractor
What in the world is a dang protractor
I was riding
Moonshine and moon shining on the creek
Bottles with black labels, Bibles on tables labeled KJV
The man above, whiskey in a cup,
This town runs on JC and JD
and snow
I'm at the mercy of it all
This life I choose
Sometimes I hang my head and cry
When that evenin' train goes by
Wish it could take me far away
of the fish in a cold boxer
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue came in to box my appearance
the fish into cold boxes
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue came in to box my appearance
of the fish in a cold boxers
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue it came in to box my
Shittin in the barn
Shittin in the barn
Sometimes you get that itching when you’re out there on the farm
You tried to floor that tractor home but you
Smoothest old man
Though no one can believe that this pretty girl is into me
Foolish old man
Just delusional he's losing his facilities
I'm such a clever old
Hey yo, what up man, how you doing, bro!
Yeah- I'm good man I need to delete this bitch… yeah
She getting my nerves… yeah
I will just telling what
Woke up this morning in this dusty old town
But who needs a thing when I got me girl around
Down in the south where the summer's hot
I'm a country
Allllll this life has meant to Meeee
Is cars and diamond rings
By twenty four years old
Im tryna have it allll
By twenty four years old
Tryna have 24
with me is like finding me sober
Man I don't condone all this lying disclosure
Man I am the closer I do not fold up
Yeah, yeah
Me and A.Rob in the bat
exude art
Old soul new generation
Listening to tombs talk
Closed eyes cuz
Everything I do’s dark
You should be proud
Momma brown
You raised a star
This
afternoon
That old dog is laying under grandpa's old chair
He ain't looking for nothing to do
And that tractor is stirrin' up dust over there
On this
stick, man Gucci Mane is no pool shark
All this diamonds sittin' on my chest baby, they turned me into a cold heart
You can jump in front of these
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