Lyrics:
I'm living with her ghost
Because I got too close
One thing that gets me through
I know she's haunted by me too
She's an Alabama girl with a draw
I came from a slave ship but not by plane
It's deep in my genomes to not behave
It's critical thinking to unlock chains
Spiritual surfboard to surf
I'm at the top of my game
My Drizzy Nothing Was the Same
Life changed, I'm amazed
Now I'm countin' down the days
'Til I don't gotta wait (waitress)
a different zone ah league of my own
Riding this shit solo and I'm gunning for the thrown
Still repping for my city, ya know I hold it down
Until my final day
aint worried about you
Im just getting to the money
Duffle bag full of blues Im just getting to the money
I aint playing by no rules
Im just getting
I was just down bad
I was just down
I was just down
(Ross you killed this)
Ah-huh
Was just down bad but it still wasn't one of the lowest of my lows
wedding between me and you
Zip City it's a good thing that they built a wall around you
Zip up to Tennessee then zip back down to Alabama
I got 350
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
show
3 6 mafia
Ya ya ya keep it live baby
You've jus' been a victim of the new Lil' Wyte album
The one and only
Yes sir
Its goin' down
Bumpin'
here to stay
Didn't even have food, now I cook every day
Even when I die, it's gon' be okay, relocate
Better and worse, it's ups and downs
I'm just
it's a good thing that they built a wall around you
Zip up to Tennessee then zip back down to Alabama
I got 350 heads on a 305 engine
I get ten miles
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down
demons
Trn
She kno when I’m poppin off
Trai
Scheming da demons
We pot heads for a reason
Express how I feel
Roll up by the Soxs
Scaled for a reason
She
thanks to the young king hailing from Alabama
And he goes by the name of Nomrah
And he blessed us with that world premiere of "the pink moon" and uh
I must
She was raised on a farm in South Alabama
Yea the sweetest thing I've ever known
Daddy's little girl, but she could run with the boys
Gotta tell
Shirley Temple girl
Now she be runnin wit some scramblers that be down in Alabama
Packin twin hammers, screamin "Life doesn't matter"
It's a vicious
don't get along
Wasted so much time savin' up
Money on my mind
Ain't made enough
Playin' me for mine
Won't make it home
Stayin' by my nine
My aim is on
I
down that isle
Him by my side
Well, we walked down that isle
With him by my side
Me in a black dress
Him in Alabama pine
Well these young
chitchat
Over what my album's trying to get at
You got a punchline down pat
But missed the poem in the format
I'm no Doja, I'm hellcat
The new Manson
Yeah i got to go i got it now
Blowing kush up all in the clouds
Do it by the books and write it down
Check up what I say
And look around
And yeah I'll
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
broke and I couldn't have it
Uh, swipe that piece of plastic
Rode around Nashville for three hours
Listenin' to beats, waitin' for the magic
Swung by
The Neighbours n' The Brave
But the best thing is I have 'em, have 'em in empty PS3 cases n' wrote the album
Names on the cases with sharpie, got 'em sorted by
the time is now
Bone Thugs and Harmony
Taught me how to hold the city down
Original styles
Created by me
My flow is never bothered
When it comes to telling
.jpg/300px-The_Blind_Boys_of_Alabama_Cosmopolite_2018_(202624).jpg "The Original Five Blind Boys of Alabama")
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