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Over Here

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  • (Alright, let's get it)
    Silverado, black package
    Dealership didn't have time to tag it
    I whipped that ***** out the parking lot
    Like I was dead broke and I couldn't have it
    Uh, swipe that piece of plastic
    Rode around Nashville for three hours
    Listenin' to peace, waitin' for the magic
    Swung by the crib, grabbed WILLPOWER
    Get the bar, of course the ball
    Valet park my brand new car
    Threw the keys and when you move it, please
    Be careful and don't go too far
    Took a second and soaked it in
    Couldn't wipe off my big-ass grin
    Look at Will, "Can you believe it, man?
    Just wait 'til I get them twinny-twin-twins"
    That's hard work (Uh)
    I had to do a lot of yard work (Uh)
    I had to pick up that white trash (Uh)
    So I could bet on my bar to work (Uh)
    I had to cut my own path (Uh)
    And do something that had never been done
    Alabama ain't no cakewalk (Uh)
    I showed the world how we popped that trunk
    And it's one shot down, two shot down, three
    And this old ******* keeps looking at me
    He walks up to us then offers me a drink
    I know that he wants to hang, he must think that I'm a tree
    Wanna be rock and roll, he starts ramblin' about who he knows
    And where he's been and how many records he's sold
    With who and how and this and that
    And I can't pretend to like this douchebag
    Even though he's got the boost that has the leather and the durag
    The **** he told me he wrote for so-and-so is just so, so whack
    Don't wanna be the supermodel for the clothes you wear
    Don't pull a seat up 'cause you see me in my folding chair
    Congratulations, hope your mama's proud of what you've done
    But she may be the only one 'cause
    From over here, you just a *****
    From over here, a liar and thief, man
    From over here, you make us sick
    From over here, you fakin' to get rich
    Don't come over here
    Uh, black shot jacket, black Harley, loot cases
    38 OG, creatively a new worn baby
    From the G to the A dot D
    Went from the Creek to a Love Story
    Went from a single wide trailer to the booth's alligator
    And a highrise over the streets
    Ran through the dirty South in cleats
    Never lost touch, never got beat
    Lot of rappers talk about who's doing what
    Not a single one said **** about me, now that's respect
    Can't buy that with a bat or a check, better check the beat
    I mob with kings
    Crown my head with a tattoo, Slum, make sure it reads
    No more at sea
    **** a message in a bottle, deliver my words like Desperado
    Misfits under my umbrella
    I hope these songs fulfill the sorrow
    Take the bricks so you can build tomorrow
    Like a freemason, claw and arrow
    Free bird, a prophet's sparrow
    Flying through hip-hop, rock, and metal
    And while that clock is ticking
    I won't let a soul living stop my vision
    Give me that bucket and a mop to dip in
    I'll shine that floor until it's popping prisms
    'Til you see the colors of the rainbow dancing off my Box Chevy
    Don't try to fill up my gas tank or my shoes, homie, you ain't ready
    And if imitation is flattery, uh, I don't lack on the flattery
    I just led gatherings up in my room with the magic
    Go back to my cabin and charge up my battery
    Don't wanna be the supermodel for the clothes you wear
    Don't pull a seat up 'cause you see me in my folding chair
    Congratulations, hope your mama's proud of what you've done
    But she may be the only one 'cause
    From over here, you just a *****
    From over here, a liar and thief, man
    From over here, you make us sick
    From over here, you fakin' to get rich
    Don't come over here
    Fake ******* rockstars, don't come over here
    Politicians, cop cars, don't come over here
    Pill poppin' sloppy rappers, don't come over here
    All you ************* biters, don't come over here
  • [00:21.022] (Alright, let's get it)
    [00:23.955] Silverado, black package
    [00:25.776] Dealership didn't have time to tag it
    [00:27.852] I whipped that ***** out the parking lot
    [00:29.595] Like I was dead broke and I couldn't have it
    [00:31.727] Uh, swipe that piece of plastic
    [00:33.783] Rode around Nashville for three hours
    [00:35.801] Listenin' to peace, waitin' for the magic
    [00:37.781] Swung by the crib, grabbed WILLPOWER
    [00:39.839] Get the bar, of course the ball
    [00:41.707] Valet park my brand new car
    [00:43.744] Threw the keys and when you move it, please
    [00:45.761] Be careful and don't go too far
    [00:47.716] Took a second and soaked it in
    [00:49.716] Couldn't wipe off my big-ass grin
    [00:51.663] Look at Will, "Can you believe it, man?
    [00:53.659] Just wait 'til I get them twinny-twin-twins"
    [00:56.667] That's hard work (Uh)
    [00:57.794] I had to do a lot of yard work (Uh)
    [00:59.797] I had to pick up that white trash (Uh)
    [01:02.086] So I could bet on my bar to work (Uh)
    [01:04.022] I had to cut my own path (Uh)
    [01:06.039] And do something that had never been done
    [01:08.214] Alabama ain't no cakewalk (Uh)
    [01:09.870] I showed the world how we popped that trunk
    [01:12.149] And it's one shot down, two shot down, three
    [01:16.135] And this old ******* keeps looking at me
    [01:19.999] He walks up to us then offers me a drink
    [01:23.994] I know that he wants to hang, he must think that I'm a tree
    [01:27.927] Wanna be rock and roll, he starts ramblin' about who he knows
    [01:31.246] And where he's been and how many records he's sold
    [01:33.204] With who and how and this and that
    [01:34.761] And I can't pretend to like this douchebag
    [01:37.045] Even though he's got the boost that has the leather and the durag
    [01:39.844] The **** he told me he wrote for so-and-so is just so, so whack
    [01:43.939] Don't wanna be the supermodel for the clothes you wear
    [01:48.092] Don't pull a seat up 'cause you see me in my folding chair
    [01:52.016] Congratulations, hope your mama's proud of what you've done
    [01:55.972] But she may be the only one 'cause
    [01:58.979] From over here, you just a *****
    [02:02.978] From over here, a liar and thief, man
    [02:06.845] From over here, you make us sick
    [02:10.667] From over here, you fakin' to get rich
    [02:14.204] Don't come over here
    [02:16.009] Uh, black shot jacket, black Harley, loot cases
    [02:19.754] 38 OG, creatively a new worn baby
    [02:23.775] From the G to the A dot D
    [02:25.255] Went from the Creek to a Love Story
    [02:27.168] Went from a single wide trailer to the booth's alligator
    [02:29.763] And a highrise over the streets
    [02:31.376] Ran through the dirty South in cleats
    [02:33.471] Never lost touch, never got beat
    [02:35.329] Lot of rappers talk about who's doing what
    [02:37.235] Not a single one said **** about me, now that's respect
    [02:40.364] Can't buy that with a bat or a check, better check the beat
    [02:43.191] I mob with kings
    [02:44.413] Crown my head with a tattoo, Slum, make sure it reads
    [02:47.325] No more at sea
    [02:48.385] **** a message in a bottle, deliver my words like Desperado
    [02:51.782] Misfits under my umbrella
    [02:53.732] I hope these songs fulfill the sorrow
    [02:55.807] Take the bricks so you can build tomorrow
    [02:57.678] Like a freemason, claw and arrow
    [02:59.740] Free bird, a prophet's sparrow
    [03:01.872] Flying through hip-hop, rock, and metal
    [03:03.842] And while that clock is ticking
    [03:05.776] I won't let a soul living stop my vision
    [03:07.788] Give me that bucket and a mop to dip in
    [03:09.788] I'll shine that floor until it's popping prisms
    [03:11.750] 'Til you see the colors of the rainbow dancing off my Box Chevy
    [03:15.803] Don't try to fill up my gas tank or my shoes, homie, you ain't ready
    [03:19.881] And if imitation is flattery, uh, I don't lack on the flattery
    [03:23.344] I just led gatherings up in my room with the magic
    [03:25.902] Go back to my cabin and charge up my battery
    [03:27.940] Don't wanna be the supermodel for the clothes you wear
    [03:32.070] Don't pull a seat up 'cause you see me in my folding chair
    [03:35.996] Congratulations, hope your mama's proud of what you've done
    [03:39.992] But she may be the only one 'cause
    [03:42.813] From over here, you just a *****
    [03:46.860] From over here, a liar and thief, man
    [03:50.864] From over here, you make us sick
    [03:54.709] From over here, you fakin' to get rich
    [03:58.374] Don't come over here
    [04:00.306] Fake ******* rockstars, don't come over here
    [04:04.305] Politicians, cop cars, don't come over here
    [04:08.161] Pill poppin' sloppy rappers, don't come over here
    [04:12.265] All you ************* biters, don't come over here