No more wine for me, no more dimes of 'Cuz I'm tryin' to see, if my mind can The of the game that we die to see I'm talkin' bout where ya mind is free See I'm a dying breed, a country-fried I used to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for See it was bound to be, when there's mouths to And there's bills to pay, somethin' gotta way
The way I feel today, I could care 'Cuz my is made, yeah my hair's a mess I don't to shave, I walk around bare chest like a candy face, I'm wearin' a vest I ya to test, I push a hundred-five reps off my pecs, triceps and biceps I'm all for the cause, to die next I'm all for the cause, ready to die
We don't even about it we live it, we live it (How you gon' me how to live my life?) (Can't tell me how to live my life) And if you think you can take it from us, come get it, get it (How you gon' tell me how to my life?) (Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
This life? It's It's yours? mine That's right it's That's this mine This It's mine yours? It's mine That's right mine That's this mine
Now ah, I was a, young man was a couple of things poppa put in my head Never sit down when ya need to Never drink down all ya and plans Poppa, what's inside ya glass? do as I do boy, do as I ask See do it right if ya gon' do it fast And don't do it if ya do it half-assed
Well, since then I been an Smoker and drinker, I would opened my blinkers And I'm broke, so I guess I choke on my finger 'Cuz I need to up, ah I'm just a dreamer A hustle schemer, these cops be corrupt like Rupp Try an bust my weiner, these court subpoenas petty misdemeanors "Boy you ain't worth" like like teacher
We even talk about it we live it, we live it (How you tell me how to live my life?) (Can't tell me how to live my life) And if you think you can it from us, come get it, come get it (How you gon' me how to live my life?) (Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
This life? It's It's yours? It's That's right mine yours this mine This life? It's It's yours? It's right it's mine That's yours mine
Same in the spring that I strut in the fall No comb, no fade, no at all I'll give a finger for the and one for the law Sounds fine, Roots a little somethin' for y'all Get a dutch, the gultch, then stuff it with straw Get than a motherfucker, deep in the call Hit the liquor sto', mo', fifth and I pause Get love tryna cut, got ya and balls Hell naw then broads at the
Big on a budget, tryna make it the mall Thank the Lord, for just livin', makin' the 'Scuse me, anybody got change I can Dime? Caught a penny get to the mall buy me some ice too, slip it and fall Ops silly me, big nuts and they Didn't see that shit comin' like a in the fall
We don't even talk it we live it, we live it (How you gon' tell me how to my life?) (Can't nobody tell me how to my life) And if you think you can take it from us, come get it, get it (How you tell me how to live my life?) (Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
This life? mine It's yours? mine right it's mine That's this mine life? It's mine It's It's mine right it's mine That's yours this
Lemme ya say Roots see ya dawg, all my magazine It's that life B, gotta make choice all on you Lemme ya say hear ya say Lemme ya say