[ Featuring Brock Strother ]
Okay I'd like to take a second just to welcome y'all
To my long hair (long hair, overall)
Okay I'd like to take a second just to welcome y'all
Just to welcome y'all
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for yall
I wrote this back in Arkansas
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for y'all
I wrote this back in Arkansas
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for yall
I wrote this back in Arkansas
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for y'all
I wrote this back in Arkansas
O-K
D-A-N-K
Scribble out what your pen say
I got
M-Millions on my- Millions on my mind M-Kay
You bad I'm good wait girl I meant to say that I am great
They told me to act natural so I had to stay
High up till I pass away, to the top girl I acclimate
Naturally my natural state
Kiss my ass, take the cake
Told yall, yall would have to wait
Worth it they would have to say
But if they don't I'll laugh away
I-I-I could write verse that make a pastor say nothing
Tongue tied, can't think of a time that I done lied
Cuz everything that I've done I's
Rung around this Rosie and hung dry
To this rap am alumni
Now, look it boy what I've done I
Run around this shit for a long (time)
Came back to the city, got lost in my city, same one that I came from
Came back to the city, got lost in my city, now I'm sitting in the same one
Came back to the city, got lost in my city, same one that I came from
Came back to the city, got lost in my city, now I'm sitting in the same one
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for y'all
I wrote this back in Arkansas
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for y'all
I wrote this back in Arkansas
Currently earning a buck
Going and serving it up
These Karens be Caring too much
Apparently running a muck
Currently earning a buck
Going and serving it up
These Karens be Caring too much
Apparently running a muck
And I leave 'em like O- they playing 'possum
All bullshit aside this a costume, party?
Cause these clowns out in Hollywood
(Shit)
Damn Holly would, and even she knows that I been hauling wood
Since I saw and stood, talking bout a foot, Momma would say that I probably could
BE, Mr. Hollywood
ME? Celebrity?
See petty me, saw Beverly, then ran up the (hills)
And threw up a pair of these
That have been on the fly like parakeets
So apparently, when your verily, getting high as a fairy sees
Then you're barreling through buried beats, underneath the cherry trees
Man I guarantee that you'd be tearing these too
That's if you so merrily knew
Sparingly just so rarely do, you?
Barely bearing these tunes
Bare with me, bearings went loose
The bear in me buried the lou
Lost berries while bearing the fruit
Barely bearing these tunes
(barely bearing these tunes)
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for yall
I wrote this back in Arkansas
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for y'all
I wrote this back in Arkansas
Now I'm gunna sing a little song for yall
I wrote this back in Arkansas
