[Intro]
Yeah
(That shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
[Chorus]
Country boy, them young bulls tote guitars
Make sure my life enjoyed, I know I got a bunch of problems
Country boy, his whole life is full of dirt roads
Country boy, F-150s and Durangos
Skrrt, zoom
Skrrt, boom
All them cars got extra horses
When you rich, you become a target
[Verse 1]
But these bullets came from Academy
Remember ballin', playin' 21 with my savages
I couldn't find no Percocets, I had to pop a Addy
If it's smoke, we gon' address it, drop the addy
Put it in the bank so goddamn long, I forgot I had it
Caught an opp lackin' in traffic, he was in a Caddy
I don't really like to talk, I'd rather put it on the microphone
If my nigga get a bond like Barry, I'ma make sure that he comin' home
I'm paid, paid, paid
I had to make a way
A bunch of chains on me
A bunch had changed on me
Yeah
(That shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
[Chorus]
Country boy, them young bulls tote guitars
Make sure my life enjoyed, I know I got a bunch of problems
Country boy, his whole life is full of dirt roads
Country boy, F-150s and Durangos
Skrrt, zoom
Skrrt, boom
All them cars got extra horses
When you rich, you become a target
[Verse 1]
But these bullets came from Academy
Remember ballin', playin' 21 with my savages
I couldn't find no Percocets, I had to pop a Addy
If it's smoke, we gon' address it, drop the addy
Put it in the bank so goddamn long, I forgot I had it
Caught an opp lackin' in traffic, he was in a Caddy
I don't really like to talk, I'd rather put it on the microphone
If my nigga get a bond like Barry, I'ma make sure that he comin' home
I'm paid, paid, paid
I had to make a way
A bunch of chains on me
A bunch had changed on me
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