Lyrics:
I'd rather be (than)
Carolina down to Georgia
Smell the jasmine and magnolia
Sleepy sweet home Alabama
Roll tide roll
Muddy water Mississippi
I'm just trying to be patient. I wonder if i make it. You ever been robbed for success?. Therapy shit my diagnosis got me stressed. Ain't gotta front my
Water my flowers while I am gone
You've got a key to my place
I'm not doing anything wrong
I'm working hard and when I am not
I take liquid shots
lite another blunt
X2
Verse
I been lonely but I been working
I been drinking definitely swerving
I been crying like a bitch
Preaching my damn
I got my check and I be working on these pussy niggas (Freebandz)
I'm living larger, the richer part or I'm spitting lava
I'm getting that paper,
make me an enemy
Put some respect on ma name
They might just come get me
Coz I got knowledge they tranna gain
Sipping on muddy I'm numbin the pain
been drippin
So much water
Brodie think I need a boat
Blue bills hanging
Out my pockets
They mistake me for a loc
I been working on my vision
Cause
waters
I got the blues like I'm muddy waters
Calluses all on my hands like I'm Muddy Waters
Came up with them wolves like I'm Kevin Garnett
Regardless
I
all over seven times
I's bit by hungry dogs and I was chewed all to pieces
My water moccasins and rattlesnakes on two river bottoms
I chopped
Conceited
But what we pop, and y'all pop, hit different
You cop your shit from Brody, so I know you got that fent in it
This cup always muddy, you would swear
yourself I know this
Got up in my bag
Ain't look back
A lot of people passed
Shit going so fast
120 In the PT knowing I won't crash
Tunnel vision to my
'll have to stay
I'm more focused on my music
Than I've ever been
Growing and developing
Scars left by the detriment
I flex on them
I'll be working on my
trophy
I don't need no album budget, I record and make my own beats
Hit the studio all by myself, stand on my own feet
I'm a different breed, I do this
you what the power of love can do
Now I should attempt it to do it my way, my own interpretation of it
Like I said, everybody's got it's own thing
down the line
I gotta rock for my pillow 'neath a weeping willow
And the cool grass for my bed
My drinking water's muddy so don't you tell me buddy
That
Just keep movin' down the line
I gotta rock for my pillow 'neath a weeping willow
And the cool grass for my bed
My drinking water's muddy, so don't
I'ma do it like a boss (still breaking boys off)
Hustle town's my home, it's where I do my dirt
Where the gangtstas smoke water with drank stains
still ain't use it stuck it in my head
Heard they got sharks up in that water
He dive in ain't use his head
Say these pills that prescribe ain't working
the Crackerjack store
still at will
for field up the skill for the jill by the Jack
misguided mojo swing low string
sing along as I bring along with the song
what I'm told
Well I ain't much for taking orders
But what's a man to do
We got freight to haul to Denver
And they need it by noon
I work all day until
on Choctaw Ridge
And drop em into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge
I drop em into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge
enough grip on the club when I hit
the tree route, and my hands are stinging quite badly.
Champion: (Start Grunting)
Donald: The Champion is starting
to disappoint my momma
I got pulled into the culture
Now I’m tryna fix the problems
Muddy waters, All the sharks smell the blood and they been starving
They think
Monday
And my passport's buried and
My home town flooded
With just a little bit of water
But my shoes still muddy
And if I ever have a daughter
I wonder
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