I got family spread out across the country
When i arrive the whole town gets sunny
Yeah, they call me country grammar
Something worth dying for
You are lookin a little sad,
I don't know why i'm even on this track
His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him
Went to another country that's call migration
Same bitches used to play me though
Yeah you can do it slow
Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money
Folarin be ballin for all yall to see
Saying they this and that
Its full bad,its just sad
Is in another country
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
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