That's dope, that's dope.
Back when I was just a little girl life seemed easy, oh the contrary.Laying in the grass while we looking to the sky funny watching how the time just passed us by.
Couldn't wait to go outside catch up with friends dirt roads cookout family reunions.
Dirt bikes motorcycles just a few thrills riding fast hauling ass yelling across them dusty fields.
Dusty roads you barely had clothes and niggas talk shit yeah you better bloody his nose. And how your life turned out only God knows. Cause them paths he took you down don't always lead to good roads. Life lessons sometimes ain't a rose you gotta sit back and think on why you was really choose. Snotty nose with his ten toes looking at life one sided it get your knock nose. I'm a king nigga you already know from one king to another don't move too slow. And if you all about your money you better know this for sure. Get your money in the morning noon and night that's for sho. And the cops roll up on you you better act like you know. License and registration not legit then hit the road. These dusty paths will get you murked and mowed. We slinging dope got a rope and ho your girl out galore. And these niggas down for whatever so you better lock your door. Just savage not apologetic at all we eat what we kill niggas these rappers I'ma eat them all. And wash them down with a sweet backwood that's all.
Sitting outside chilling and easing taking every moment come worth season.
Nappy head roots no we don't care you wouldn't understand unless you were there.
Hide and seek was just a simple game we played it daily for fun or just to entertain.
Unless somebody had a grand idea we played all day and night and nothing ever changed.
And nothing ever changed. And nothing ever changed.
And nothing ever changed. And nothing ever changed.
Ride down these dusty roads man.
And nothing ever changed.
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That's dope, that's dope.
Back when I was just a little girl life seemed easy, oh the contrary.Laying in the grass while we looking to the sky funny watching how the time just passed us by.
Couldn't wait to go outside catch up with friends dirt roads cookout family reunions.
Dirt bikes motorcycles just a few thrills riding fast hauling ass yelling across them dusty fields.
Dusty roads you barely had clothes and niggas talk shit yeah you better bloody his nose. And how your life turned out only God knows. Cause them paths he took you down don't always lead to good roads. Life lessons sometimes ain't a rose you gotta sit back and think on why you was really choose. Snotty nose with his ten toes looking at life one sided it get your knock nose. I'm a king nigga you already know from one king to another don't move too slow. And if you all about your money you better know this for sure. Get your money in the morning noon and night that's for sho. And the cops roll up on you you better act like you know. License and registration not legit then hit the road. These dusty paths will get you murked and mowed. We slinging dope got a rope and ho your girl out galore. And these niggas down for whatever so you better lock your door. Just savage not apologetic at all we eat what we kill niggas these rappers I'ma eat them all. And wash them down with a sweet backwood that's all.
Sitting outside chilling and easing taking every moment come worth season.
Nappy head roots no we don't care you wouldn't understand unless you were there.
Hide and seek was just a simple game we played it daily for fun or just to entertain.
Unless somebody had a grand idea we played all day and night and nothing ever changed.
And nothing ever changed. And nothing ever changed.
And nothing ever changed. And nothing ever changed.
Ride down these dusty roads man.
And nothing ever changed.
Back when I was just a little girl life seemed easy, oh the contrary.Laying in the grass while we looking to the sky funny watching how the time just passed us by.
Couldn't wait to go outside catch up with friends dirt roads cookout family reunions.
Dirt bikes motorcycles just a few thrills riding fast hauling ass yelling across them dusty fields.
Dusty roads you barely had clothes and niggas talk shit yeah you better bloody his nose. And how your life turned out only God knows. Cause them paths he took you down don't always lead to good roads. Life lessons sometimes ain't a rose you gotta sit back and think on why you was really choose. Snotty nose with his ten toes looking at life one sided it get your knock nose. I'm a king nigga you already know from one king to another don't move too slow. And if you all about your money you better know this for sure. Get your money in the morning noon and night that's for sho. And the cops roll up on you you better act like you know. License and registration not legit then hit the road. These dusty paths will get you murked and mowed. We slinging dope got a rope and ho your girl out galore. And these niggas down for whatever so you better lock your door. Just savage not apologetic at all we eat what we kill niggas these rappers I'ma eat them all. And wash them down with a sweet backwood that's all.
Sitting outside chilling and easing taking every moment come worth season.
Nappy head roots no we don't care you wouldn't understand unless you were there.
Hide and seek was just a simple game we played it daily for fun or just to entertain.
Unless somebody had a grand idea we played all day and night and nothing ever changed.
And nothing ever changed. And nothing ever changed.
And nothing ever changed. And nothing ever changed.
Ride down these dusty roads man.
And nothing ever changed.
Writer: Joshua Mott
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