Packed my bags, had to leave Los Angeles
Far from the bloodsuckers and the bandits
Serving several small talk, I can’t stand this
I traded Beverly Hills, million-dollar boat
For a cabin on Lake Michigan in pontoon boats
Dawn chairs and a five-pier with some real good folks
If you ask that home and I
I the things, I a bun
Summer, spring, and winter team
American a dream
To all y’all, it’s alright with me
I much
shorty and the up
boys a bullet me
see the sun
the of Ruth, this ain’t truck
I’ma whip a truck
you keep the flags
In the you wanna flash yourself
I much
shorty and the up
dawgs would a bullet me
yeah
Smoke with them, what you long?
I’ve been with the same ones since
Back in the day when we were and young
Now we scheming up, that’s all I ask for
Unwanted attention and a hype
It’s a price
I a lives, yeah
I where I’m headed over likes
Grab the town, those a hike
Maybe that’s why
I the things
Or a bus, I’ma spring and win the team
American a dream
To all y’all, it’s alright with me
I much
shorty and the up
boys a bullet me
see the sun
the of Ruth, this ain’t truck
I’ma whip a truck
you keep the flags
And the you wanna flash yourself
I much
shorty and the up
dawgs a bullet me
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