Lyrics:
of the old shed
If you can't live, you dying
You give or buy in
Keep it real or keep it moving, keep grinding
Keep shining, to every young man, this is
you
Will be a man"
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music
When the sun goes down
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm f- up?
And mom, I know he's not around
But don't
effectively, that's why!
I'll be a real man, take care of your son
Every problem you had before this day is now done
New crib, watch a movie 'cause ain't
at his side
Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news
So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by
country folks can survive
Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them old boys raised on shotguns
And we say grace
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time get
they can seem witty
Tell a funny joke just to get some play
Then you try to make a move and she says, "no way"
Girls are fakin', goodness sakin'
myself, me, my dope, me and my chrome
Got paid by cops and judges, I budge when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin' crazy for drugs
I tellin' you
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park 'cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand
messing with they dead man girl?
That says everything about that man world
Energy transferral, immortality
You against morality, don't come around me
the man with the bag
I don't rap, I trap
But I look like I rap
Me and good dudes cool
Me and fake dudes ain't
I play by the rules
A fuck boy I ain't
the side of the road, sugarcane and cotton grows.
Every other name is Thibodeaux down in Louisiana.
Have you ever heard a Cajun fiddle play? Dance till you
the groups? Too many going solo
We lost streets, teams, promo
YouTube and Vevo man I miss the time when
You really had to rhyme
When lines weren't reduced
can bloom and blossom, find a new way
Continue to make more hits with Rae and A
Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime
(Peace to mankind,
to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My whole comity like to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wan' test this? My semi leave you
finna spin again)
Say he wanna be famous, put him on FOX 5, ayy (say he wanna be famous)
And I ride with the mob, you can check out mob ties (you know
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
Midwest, even up North
Falling victim to wax, spitting
Bring out the white chalk
All for the gingerbread
We get it and get lost catch me if you can
I'm
shoved in their face
And it's a disgrace Hailie can't play with her toys
In the front yard without you drivin' by, honkin' your horn
Screamin' some
mine
Display your indie but say no
More or I'll blind you like spit did to Remo
To the dirt and edit the clip and lost Kano
My mens wear problems like
old sucker-butt nigga trust the mail man
Now his ass is trash like a garbage can
Caught up in some shit with the mailman
(Boom-boom!) now they gloom
My
press his buttons
Not on purpose, but, man, I found my purpose
If I fuck our friendship up for you, I think it's worth it
But nah, I can't do that,
But when she says she loves you, you feel loved
She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours
And as she's lost in thought, I see
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