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Thad J. Fauntleroy
Thad J. Fauntleroy
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Jeremy Collins Sr.
Jeremy Collins Sr.
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Look you ain't gotta like it you gone respect me though
And this keep chasing shit like Nike who gonna check me though for real
I was the one that made it cool to go to school
I left my block put down my tool but you know I still act a fool
I hit my dogs and they gone slide out like a runner
Tryna steal base I'm 5 9 feel 6'8
I drown my pain in this bottle from shit I been through
I smile through the lows my head high when we spin through
Like how the fuck I'mma tell my son I ain't try
I'm giving the game my all so you know we gotta ball
I tell his sisters that I love 'em to death
I go to hell of jail about it 'for I see em with less
Drop to my knees and pray to God that he had mercy on me
I changed a lot but I know that he's still working on me
Drop to my knees and pray to God that he had mercy on me
I changed a lot but I know that he's still working on me
The biggest
On this old dirt road I seen some rainy days
In this 4 x 4 drinking the pain away
Had to pray to the Lord for all my sinful way
It was all that we knew and its nothing that we change about it
They tryna to tell me I should change but I ain't switching up
I'm big enough to do it my way and get rich enough
Tell me who big us tell me who big is me who did this shit like me
And where we from we get it done it ain't no bitch in me
Make sure you say that he the biggest if you mention me
and he the realest (make sure you say the realest)
You ever had to pray to God just for ya sanity
And was 'posed to put down a bottle but you love some reposado
Shit I can show you what that pain like
It's sunny now but I can show you what that rain like
You ain't a boss until you lose all of ya money
And get it back I can show you how to make something from nothing
See I can show you how to bounce back from zero
Labeled to loser but now they look at me like a hero
He from a dirt road I'm from a small strip
We got the same goals chasing the same shit
For real for real
On this old dirt road I seen some rainy days
In this 4 x 4 drinking the pain away
Had to pray to the Lord for all my sinful way
It was all that we knew and its nothing that we change about it
Outside the county lines where I reside
Is a legendary tale of how that pain'a shape ya pride
Not afraid of confrontation cause the pressure built inside
Muddy trucks lets lift it up that's how we ride
What you know about a small city kid with big city dreams
Who never tell the people bout the terrors that he seen
Financial situations won't deter us from our dreams
Look inside you know what chasing really means
Written by: Jeremy Collins Sr., Thad J. Fauntleroy
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