Soap Box 8Ball (Ft. Demun Jones & Matt Mages)

[Chorus]
No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I'm here (I'm right here)
And I ain't goin' nowhere (And I ain't goin' nowhere)
No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I'm here (I'm right here)
And I ain't goin' nowhere (Nowhere, man)

[Verse 1]
I'm a outlaw fat with pussy, love and weed
Smokin' straight Jack drinkin' no chase or slurring when I'm talkin'
Slow walkin' dirty, southern blues, rock 'n' roll
Cocaine and weed, yes indeed, lock and load
'Cause money make a man, take money from your hand
It make a woman do stuff she say she ain't never do again
We livin' life and everybody got just one of them
Them boys haters, I don't fuck around with none of them
Family first, I don't put nothin' in front of them
Somebody fool with that, I'm burnin' everyone of them
I be so humble, I'm in love with this whole hip-hop music
I do it for the ones who look for Fat Bay when they chose it
I spit it hard for the ones who gotta live it hard
They get it hard and don't know nothin' but give it hard
We learned it hard man, one they shoot up on the guard
I must be trippin' 'cause right now I hear them talkin' to me