Doesn't make sense when I'm rapping on this vibe
But the place that I come from is the place I wanna die
Nothing's really better than the morning blue skies
Or whippin' out my bike just to take a little ride
ALS and country, it's finally going down
My city's hungry, time to feed the crowd
Takin' out the mainstream, don't need it around
Not a really rap, but it's pretty rad and proud
Rap's what I do, but country's what I'm used to If that don't help you, then you're gonna need a few clues
Dissin' on the cops that just been tryna help you
I stand for the flag, cause I'm red, white, and blue
Whippin' in the truck to the sides of dark and brown
Chillin' with my dad while he mixin' up some Crown
Speakers got some kick back, we won't bring it down
When we come around, you know you'll hear the sounds
Shots in the air when we blowin' up some clay Three, six, five, we can do it every day
Another buck down, that's the way we gettin' paid
Hate all you want, that's the way that I was made
Talkin' down to me, but you don't know where I came from
I was in the streets singin', but they ain't sayin' none
Take a couple shots from the glass and from the gun
Faster than my rifle, it's time for you to run
Rockin' round the campfire, passin' round a beer
Take another shot when we shoot another deer
You know that I'm on fire, like Snooki at the pier
The revvin' of a truck is the sound I like to hear
Okay, I'm big now, I ain't givin' handouts
Take what you get and don't throw a fit now
Rock a camp fit now, shoot another deer down I'm the king of what I do, so where the hell's my crown
Whippin' in the truck to the sides of dark and brown
Chillin' with my dad while he mixin' up some Crown
Speakers got some kick back, we won't bring it down
When we come around, you know you'll hear the sounds
Shots in the air when we blowin' up some clay Three, six, five, we can do it every day
Another buck down, that's the way we gettin' paid
Hate all you want, that's the way that I was made
ALS - The Way That I Was Made Lyrics
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Doesn't make sense when I'm rapping on this vibe
But the place that I come from is the place I wanna die
Nothing's really better than the morning blue skies
Or whippin' out my bike just to take a little ride
ALS and country, it's finally going down
My city's hungry, time to feed the crowd
Takin' out the mainstream, don't need it around
Not a really rap, but it's pretty rad and proud
Rap's what I do, but country's what I'm used to If that don't help you, then you're gonna need a few clues
Dissin' on the cops that just been tryna help you
I stand for the flag, cause I'm red, white, and blue
Whippin' in the truck to the sides of dark and brown
Chillin' with my dad while he mixin' up some Crown
Speakers got some kick back, we won't bring it down
When we come around, you know you'll hear the sounds
Shots in the air when we blowin' up some clay Three, six, five, we can do it every day
Another buck down, that's the way we gettin' paid
Hate all you want, that's the way that I was made
Talkin' down to me, but you don't know where I came from
I was in the streets singin', but they ain't sayin' none
Take a couple shots from the glass and from the gun
Faster than my rifle, it's time for you to run
Rockin' round the campfire, passin' round a beer
Take another shot when we shoot another deer
You know that I'm on fire, like Snooki at the pier
The revvin' of a truck is the sound I like to hear
Okay, I'm big now, I ain't givin' handouts
Take what you get and don't throw a fit now
Rock a camp fit now, shoot another deer down I'm the king of what I do, so where the hell's my crown
Whippin' in the truck to the sides of dark and brown
Chillin' with my dad while he mixin' up some Crown
Speakers got some kick back, we won't bring it down
When we come around, you know you'll hear the sounds
Shots in the air when we blowin' up some clay Three, six, five, we can do it every day
Another buck down, that's the way we gettin' paid
Hate all you want, that's the way that I was made
But the place that I come from is the place I wanna die
Nothing's really better than the morning blue skies
Or whippin' out my bike just to take a little ride
ALS and country, it's finally going down
My city's hungry, time to feed the crowd
Takin' out the mainstream, don't need it around
Not a really rap, but it's pretty rad and proud
Rap's what I do, but country's what I'm used to If that don't help you, then you're gonna need a few clues
Dissin' on the cops that just been tryna help you
I stand for the flag, cause I'm red, white, and blue
Whippin' in the truck to the sides of dark and brown
Chillin' with my dad while he mixin' up some Crown
Speakers got some kick back, we won't bring it down
When we come around, you know you'll hear the sounds
Shots in the air when we blowin' up some clay Three, six, five, we can do it every day
Another buck down, that's the way we gettin' paid
Hate all you want, that's the way that I was made
Talkin' down to me, but you don't know where I came from
I was in the streets singin', but they ain't sayin' none
Take a couple shots from the glass and from the gun
Faster than my rifle, it's time for you to run
Rockin' round the campfire, passin' round a beer
Take another shot when we shoot another deer
You know that I'm on fire, like Snooki at the pier
The revvin' of a truck is the sound I like to hear
Okay, I'm big now, I ain't givin' handouts
Take what you get and don't throw a fit now
Rock a camp fit now, shoot another deer down I'm the king of what I do, so where the hell's my crown
Whippin' in the truck to the sides of dark and brown
Chillin' with my dad while he mixin' up some Crown
Speakers got some kick back, we won't bring it down
When we come around, you know you'll hear the sounds
Shots in the air when we blowin' up some clay Three, six, five, we can do it every day
Another buck down, that's the way we gettin' paid
Hate all you want, that's the way that I was made
Writer: Ayden Sink, Dustin Mitchem
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid