Tractor Fields (feat. Swallux & MC Juan)

(I'm a president of the United States of America) Rolling through the fields in my 6-4 I'm talking bout a beast, yeah the one you can't ignore It's a symbol of the heartland where the crops all grow I'm talking bout the tractor watch it put on a show That old tractor in green, or that new one in red It don't matter the color, it's the love that I spread Lamborghini tractors once roamed in the farm Now we're in a different lane, but still keeping the charm, stop to get some Turn that bitch on, then leave and turn that beat on Yeah I'm talking bout the tractor, the backbone of the farm From the break of dawn, till the setting sun's charm It's the heart of the land, where the sweat and tears fall You're talking shit about my tractor, your bitch will get a call (one more call) The tractor's got my back, it never gets old Through the seasons change, in the heat and in the cold In the highlands embrace, where the harvests gleam In the trusty old tractor, it's more than a dream Underneath the endless sky, in the land we adore We're singing the praises, of the tractor once more From the barn to the pasture, and down every road The tractor's our partner, helping us to grow Lamborghini tractors once roamed in the farm Now we're in a different lane, but still Keep it a charm, stop to get some Turn that bitch on, then leave and turn that bitch on Heart of the land, where the tall crops sway I hop on my tractor, no time to delay With the engines loud rumble, and the sun's bright display I'm rolling through the fields, making my way I'm steering this tractor, giving it my all From the break of dawn, till the night's dark fall