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You know what I'm about?

good but it definitely ain't easy
Remember we was kids, just headed, greasy
was simple, just like we saw on tv
My how flies, quick, fast, in 3D
Yesterday was fun and tomorrows never
Today is the that we sieze and we squeeze
See, life is full of and opporunities they
sometimes hard to come by, they knock once and leave;
Leaves in the fall is I miss the summer breeze
When the seasons start to change what are the trees
We are the same like the and the bees
Even educated find it strange to believe
the truth; it can be it as it seems
The answers that we seek are rooted in our dreams
Why things happen usually end in rings
And what often makes us happy one envious in greed, c'mon

We can it on our own
But we ain't got to be
Just in when things go wrong
You can come back home
you'll always be a star
Doesn't who you are
when you go too far
You can always come back

Ya'll know how it feel when you come from outta
That familiar smell the window come down
Catch up with center, let me sit down
Walk to the corner, and see went down
Never thought id be on my mamas couch
Love me to death but cant till I get out
Wall, he got me thinking bout [?]
Downtown [?], those were the
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through country rolls, spittin and flow
Blocked out [?]
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Wizard of oz on em, click my
[?] that real
ago I shot my first video
But the way they actin now, wouldn't know

Aight take me back to Carolina
clubs [?] leavin [?]
We were so drunk the owners didn't mind us
Plus we gave posters, course we sign em
stop Athens, man I love Athens
Wake up with a smile 'damn what just happened'
In tenn. Now UT
I gattlinburg, it's good for [?]
and [?] cause gas is so cheap
[?] she cook us to eat
Can't wait to see the signs [?]?
Stop by and see the whole crib on center
some [?] and keep movin
Kentucky legs look good but we cruising
Call mama up to see on the stove
See no where I go I can come back home

She told me, seasons change, I feel goin back to where I came
Just to find out that stays the same
These are the good ol'
are the good ol' days

Come back home, come home,
come home, come back,
come back home, back,
come back home, come on back the world treats
you nasty, when turn their back,
people [?], come on, come on, come on...