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Started with a thought then some action Finally found me a path in life That I can chase with passion They want me checking my wristband For the plays I'm reminded Check down to my own I'm clearing house til my time ends Coach don't really care much as long as we winning NCAA ain't the only company pimping Y'all hiring? Y'all firing? Reminiscing on bad thoughts Think back to July 4th Pissy drunk on the sidewalk Woke up Steve McNair gone What. Imagine that You barely see black Quarterbacks It's one starting in your city Showing heart up in your city Carrying the heart up in your city Where they don't even recognize the artist In your city That look like you Picture this It's infrastructure here Somehow we ain't factored in the structure here Police dept they do us no justice here Be feeling like it's really just us here Most the time Shit we don't even trust us here Feel like they just stuck us here and now we really stuck out here Look Across the bridge from country lights And we can't get a piece Like PAC said let a nigga in We trying to eat And y'all got all the fixings Shit you Got salami as a meat Y'all even got the options for my vegan friends to eat They took Miss Winners from culture We been struggling with defeat Sometimes a meal with Love is all you need to cure scene They took the one out East it felt like family died Slim and Husky's Popped up like yo cousin just came home With no worries of going on the hole He ain't have to touch a pack cause we on Where post trauma make you feel CTE like Jeezy I must be dreaming Collisions we survived you wouldn't believe it You had to see it Who would've thought we'd all make it alive And get to give this shit another try It's like I'm rapping through the wire So many niggas crashed out So many niggas died For so many niggas I'm gone ride Don't even try to convince me Trying to carry my city like 9 did With all the odds against me In Music City USA As it was deemed by the Queen Shout out to Fisk Jubilee They stole the soul Country like rock and roll It was ours now it's yours Capitalized off the gold Cant wait til we realize that we're gold And really change the time that we on Rolex type of time that we own No ticking in the circle Not allowed not condoned I know killers that'll hurt you About the name a nigga carry On his jersey Urban my dialect Need friends with wide checks Touch Ends like Wychek
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