Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money
Look it something they can't ever see
Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
Am i just a country boy, who rocks
Sb nike's, with the grey box
Just tryna say, how hip hop,
Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people
And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit
They say its a free country but im not buying it
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