Lyrics:
I can't lie, I been blinded by the city lights
You ain't ever been this high, girl you afraid of heights
Bad bitches looking at me, I might be they
a book by its cover recover and
Hover like a helicopter some time over these
Pages in order to read me because
I use psychology really am
Stronger
Legacy, the ultimate mark we leave on this earth
A lot of people can get distracted by the illusions
Of materialistic objects that distracts us from
Oh, make me a red cape
I wanna be Superman
CHORUS
Oh, if only my life was more like 1983
All these things would be more like
They were at the start
physical, or I'll see to it that you get used for FILL DIRT in some impending New Jersey MARSH RECLAMATION... and your girl-friend there will wind up
on country cred
Old bird dog in my truck bed
Even my girl likes a neck this red
Likes it real slow down a dirt road
Watching that corn grow up in rows
dirt by bunches
and throw shit when I come like bitchable hood shit
I'm smoking bitches like a cigar
we are them nigga be putting bitches in back
the reddleman
He come selling that dirt that stain your soul
Saying this don't hurt anyone at all
Just sink your eyes into little girl lost
But don't waste your
dirty, we might get a little lost, girl I'm in no hurry, no hurry at all
Let's go mud riding, a little side by siding, let's go mud riding down that old
go
I want you to feel it
Want you to die slow
I put the dirt back
Your fate is sealed
I drive away
I have a heart of steel
Red flags up
I'm my own
(Alright)
I'm at my best
Feeling like I'm Tiger
In my red shirt
No time for stressing
When I'm under pressure
Get tha bread first (Alright)
Doin dirt They
A little July sky so high
Moon shine by the riverside
Stealing hearts and running wild
Yeah our own little world Tennessee
Boys and girls running free
Out
and a choppa (what else?)
And a desert on a dirt bike (skrrt), VLONE shirt and the Pradas (fresh)
Big nigga fresher than you, fuck you and your stylist (woah)
see nobody coming close to you so fuck these hoes
Yea you don’t kno you on my head girl
Love when you switch it up Yk I love them red curls
Tryn make
The girl I work with
She be freaking me out
I can't concentrate on my check list
The girl I work with
When she walk me by
Those eyes I can't deny
cops, I'll arrest you in bed
Police brutality, I'll leave the side of your ass red
God damn it, is sex for real girl? Girl, we in special ed
Fuck that,
Riding dirt bikes down by the bay doing my shit
Fucked your girl crossed her name off my list
Shawty coming for my head
Shawty coming for revenge
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
picking up my crown
Kings for the weekend, we can roll out
Molly my best friend
Pop it in my mouth
Red neck hit it from the South
Tell your girl shhh pipe
then I landed on the news
Playin' with them bands
I ain't playin' by the rules
Yeah, champagne on the way
It's a time and a place
Baby girl, I wanna
lied
When I said that I would be a
Big MC by end of school term
Man thought that I lied
I'm chatting to some girls outside
Screwfacing a couple boys
cops, I'll arrest you in bed
Police brutality, I'll leave the side of your ass red
God damn it, is sex for real girl? Girl, we in special ed
Fuck that,
pretend
You can't take him, no you can't take him
The system of control decisions made him mental
Blood red stains the canvas, I guess he wanted it all
Dad yeah baby girl why is the grass green
Well carlea that because of all the blood bright red blood
Daddy yeah why is the sky blue well that's
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