Country Rap Tunes

This for all my country folk

Slamming them Caddy doors

Sitting out on the porch

Fresh from head to toe

This for all my Southern kin

Be proud of who you is

No matter where and when

Let 'em know the game you're in

Back on my grind again, wasting no time again

Putting it on the line, been losing I'm tryna win

Whenever, right now is the better

Hoping all those stars and planets align together

Tryna weather the storm, go beyond and gone

Find all of life's treasures, bringing 'em to my home

Like, like we made it Sippi-land, country and all of

that

Tell all them haters congratulate us or fall back

'Cause I'm in my old school, traveling to the A

Don't worry, little brother, I'll be back like any day

Spread the word, I flip birds like birds

Get flipped by dope boys that park rims on the curb

Got my CD in they deck, bop they heads, break they neck

Whispering that I got next to execs

That never heard of Mississippi lyricists

Not even visionaries envision this

Leave it behind, the, the, the crime

Fight for every yard cross the poverty line

Any given Sunday could be my last

Pay my tithes with my gas money or let the plate pass

'Cause God can understand the lows

The feeling of being stranded on the side of the road

Watching all the fancy cars come and go

Like it couldn't no worse, but it'll storm so more

Whenever it rains, little buddy, it pours

When you need the sunshine like the most

But even a magnolia fights to grow

Under certain circumstances similar to yours

I just wanna be heavenly, I suppose

'Cause success never ever saves your soul

I came from the bottom of the map to show

The world that it's more to us country folk

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