Luyện nghe bài hát My Own Lane

If I die and you forget my
I won't cast no shadow, I won't no shade
And if I never get to walk along the hall of
It won't me none
I'm in, I'm in my own lane

Own lane, with my own sound, my own look,
With my own money, my own cars
my own bars, with my own trucks,
With my own house, my own chick,
I don't want of y'alls
And by me saying that with the
I got they say it big balls 'cause the big leagues see me
And I might a preposition up for myself as a nobody dude
up from Tennessee
Yeah talk to me like I'm a fucking idiot
And they can get me a I can't get on my own
But I don't want the life that airheads live
But I guess I get it through that thick-ass skull
hit me up and said they wanted the name
Erased from the song I did with Luke Combs
'Cause they want him labeled as a racist
And the song "Outlaw" don't fit his at all
So if you look on YouTube at the same damn
His name got erased about eight ago
And I was if I didn't take his name off the label
was gonna come sue me bro
But I said nothing, I just brushed it off,
I was always to let bullshit go
So "can you get a outlaw" I'm gone?
I'm not sure but someone

If I die and you forget my
I cast no shadow, I won't throw no shade
And if I never get to walk along the of fame
It won't bother me
I'm in, I'm in my own lane

My own lane, full of black rubber and paint, the smell of muscle cars and trucks with old leaks
Shot burning way way high on the ridge,
I where they're all at but I ain't no snitch
I'd rather be a outlaw a weak-ass bitch,
how you end up wrecked laying up in a ditch
And motherfuckers don't get it, but they me out,
For being too damn real 'cause I a sellout
Go ahead, away, put the cash in your pocket,
You can be but never ever me bud
I'm normally Churchman, Jack on a Sunday,
A bad motherfucker, God forgives me
Hell, am I saying?
Every angel falls, God made and the weed in my palm
And he gave me the soul to off on my songs
And feed off of the emotion I stay along
So with that said when I get to the Gates
Need a motor in our Chevy with an old
A bottle of the cut in an unlimited tanker,
so clean I could possibly drink it
Just flames for my fanbase and my last name,
Underground kicking I ain't even talk about my
Talking 'bout the legacy leave laying up in my state,
The man who never gave his heart to be a fucking

If I die and you my name
I won't cast no shadow, I won't no shade
And if I never get to along the hall of fame
It bother me none
Because I'm in, I'm in my own