Granted[Verse]I don't like these country rappers I can only fuck with just a fewDon't give a fuck about your lifted truck I see your different viewI'm tryna get us out this mud pit, but you dumb shitKeep rappin' 'bout the same ol' fuck shit (Fuck shit)There ain't many like my kind, yeah I'm humble and I'm kindTryna find some trouble you can get in here I lost my mindI don't wanna do it but you motherfuckers know I willAll that talkin' on the internet that shit gon' get you killedChill bitch you best relax, I ain't lettin' that shit passYou're a tough guy when you rapDifference is my shit is factsGet smacked, open handed slap the dirt road out your assAll black I'm a legend in the game like Johnny CashA wackin' ass rapper tell me somethin', somethin'Which one of y'all wanna get shit jumpin', jumpin'Where the pride at I'm talkin' all for the chainTook me one year to take over the whole game[Chorus 2x]I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for granted'Cause I smack the dirt road, I don't want you country rappin'Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for grantedI'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers[Verse]I'm sold country rap album like in 1999I ain't trippin' know the Lord got perfect timin', no disguisein'Only way to stand out baby is to do your own shitWe too busy lookin' at the phone B, cold shitCan't nobody be they self this shit done gotten out of handThey got the same shoes, same clothes, same flow watch 'em do they little danceAsk him what he represents he won't even have an answerIt's the same ol' shit B, just a different properLouisiana where I'm born and raisedEarn that country slangWhat they know about that banana inMan hold up what they talkin' 'bout?I'm as silent as they come, that's the reason that they hatin'They say real recognize real, I say real recognize fakeThank the Lord for the roof over my headAnd the food on my plateIt's too late they done let me in the gateRap game Ricky Bobby watch me do the shake-n-bake[Chorus 2x]
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[Verse]
I don't like these country rappers I can only fuck with just a few
Don't give a fuck about your lifted truck I see your different view
I'm tryna get us out this mud pit, but you dumb shit
Keep rappin' 'bout the same ol' fuck shit (Fuck shit)
There ain't many like my kind, yeah I'm humble and I'm kind
Tryna find some trouble you can get in here I lost my mind
I don't wanna do it but you motherfuckers know I will
All that talkin' on the internet that shit gon' get you killed
Chill bitch you best relax, I ain't lettin' that shit pass
You're a tough guy when you rap
Difference is my shit is facts
Get smacked, open handed slap the dirt road out your ass
All black I'm a legend in the game like Johnny Cash
A wackin' ass rapper tell me somethin', somethin'
Which one of y'all wanna get shit jumpin', jumpin'
Where the pride at I'm talkin' all for the chain
Took me one year to take over the whole game
[Chorus 2x]
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for granted
'Cause I smack the dirt road, I don't want you country rappin'
Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
[Verse]
I'm sold country rap album like in 1999
I ain't trippin' know the Lord got perfect timin', no disguisein'
Only way to stand out baby is to do your own shit
We too busy lookin' at the phone B, cold shit
Can't nobody be they self this shit done gotten out of hand
They got the same shoes, same clothes, same flow watch 'em do they little dance
Ask him what he represents he won't even have an answer
It's the same ol' shit B, just a different proper
Louisiana where I'm born and raised
Earn that country slang
What they know about that banana in
Man hold up what they talkin' 'bout?
I'm as silent as they come, that's the reason that they hatin'
They say real recognize real, I say real recognize fake
Thank the Lord for the roof over my head
And the food on my plate
It's too late they done let me in the gate
Rap game Ricky Bobby watch me do the shake-n-bake
[Chorus 2x]
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