After every show, a dream she hold
This irritation of life that's getting real old
Clap two times if you drunk
My g"s have been handcuffed,
If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous
Growing up as a kid, life can be tough
And i be good til the fat woman sing a note
I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load
All the tough times in my life, but you dug me in deeper than i already was/
On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh
The simple things in life were getting pretty old
She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed
Tearing this beat up, tough tough,
See i'm breathing for a purpose
All them bad bitches tryna look so tough
Rub the wood and ima show em love
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