That's what I'm talking bout
I love y'all man
Straight up and down like 6 o'clock Mo
Like my man Henn-a-say
Straight up and down like 6 o'clock man
I love y'all all y'all
Dearly
You're gorgeous you hear me
Never forget that
Early Slim
Uh
I grew up slow
F*cked up fast as hell
Used to see my daddy
Tuck his nine inside his waist belt
At 13 its swell
Running from 12
On this crazy road a life
I fell straight up out my seat belt
Drinking 40s and fifths tryna dull the pain
And keep these ratchet ass thoughts from smacking my brain Slim
Thought I was was a thug you see
Misogynistic ego spree
A real hot head Slim
My wife would hide the gun from me
Die on your feet
Or live on your knees Nigga
The only life we know a thousand degrees my Nigga
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That's what I'm talking bout
I love y'all man
Straight up and down like 6 o'clock Mo
Like my man Henn-a-say
Straight up and down like 6 o'clock man
I love y'all all y'all
Dearly
You're gorgeous you hear me
Never forget that
Early Slim
Uh
I grew up slow
F*cked up fast as hell
Used to see my daddy
Tuck his nine inside his waist belt
At 13 its swell
Running from 12
On this crazy road a life
I fell straight up out my seat belt
Drinking 40s and fifths tryna dull the pain
And keep these ratchet ass thoughts from smacking my brain Slim
Thought I was was a thug you see
Misogynistic ego spree
A real hot head Slim
My wife would hide the gun from me
Die on your feet
Or live on your knees Nigga
The only life we know a thousand degrees my Nigga
I love y'all man
Straight up and down like 6 o'clock Mo
Like my man Henn-a-say
Straight up and down like 6 o'clock man
I love y'all all y'all
Dearly
You're gorgeous you hear me
Never forget that
Early Slim
Uh
I grew up slow
F*cked up fast as hell
Used to see my daddy
Tuck his nine inside his waist belt
At 13 its swell
Running from 12
On this crazy road a life
I fell straight up out my seat belt
Drinking 40s and fifths tryna dull the pain
And keep these ratchet ass thoughts from smacking my brain Slim
Thought I was was a thug you see
Misogynistic ego spree
A real hot head Slim
My wife would hide the gun from me
Die on your feet
Or live on your knees Nigga
The only life we know a thousand degrees my Nigga
Writer: Eric Truesdale
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