"Life Freestyle (No Replies)" lyrics
Hey hoss
Stop fuckin' texting me
Son of a bitch
Come on baby let's socialize
I'm just gon' do me, you gone' do you
Shouldn't be no surprise
Fell off way back to the bottom
I was supposed to rise
Adults still chatterin' like children
I don't even know them guys
Ain't gon' be no replies
Things really don't feel the same
Oh this some gang shit we been on
I run in a different gang
I been hurtin' so long
I think I'm in love with the pain
But I know nobodies in to hearin' grown men complain
I reckon I been insane
Fell out of love with love
Is a good woman wantin' change that?
Yeah, of course she does
But it some bad ones ain't gon' let it happen
Just because
They like him better without his shit together
Pretty much
I ain't never even heard of such
I don't wanna be friends with y'all
So called loved and loyalty it just depends with y'all
The type of phony motherfuckers that just pretend to call
The type of phony sons of bitches that just pretend to ball
I really did them all
I'm really that country boy
If it's gunplay that y'all on I've got a buncha toys
If it's mudplay that y'all on I've got a buncha toys
I just did what was necessary
Naw it wasn't a choice
Sorry I'm just annoyed
But I stay ready, ready
Got some people I forever loved that's dead and buried
All that guilt and shame just like a pointless debt you carry
Life and death gon' be the teacher but the lesson's vary
I think it's necessary
I came from a dirty road
Never had to clock in
I was born in workin' mode
Country and we southern
Governed by a certain code
Your word you keep
'Cause you'll be reapin' what you first had sowed
I was the first to know it
I, I, the first to know it
I was the first to get it
First to show it
First to blow it
I was relaxin' on them taxes
I was the first to owe it
'Til that IRS, despite our mess, had mercy Lord
Gimmie that mercy Lord
The say that when it hurts we growin'
How much is we gon' be growin'?
Where we goin'?
Then when we get there, we glowin'
Country rap Gary Owen
Earl's Wrecker Service
Where we towin' your Chevrolet Sonoma?
Where is home?
It ain't Tacoma
What is that stank aroma?
What did you take?
I think it's over, drank about eight Coronas
Give us all the forgiveness they can loan us
Heaven is waitin' on us
But Satan been hatin' on us
Give it a name, medicinal pain
Very interestin' but difficult thang
Keep thinkin' shit is a game
Uh
Warren Anderson Mathis
Professionally known as Bubba Sparxxx
It's 2:19 AM
July 9th, 2022
And I just wanna say
I love my mama very much
Stop fuckin' texting me
Son of a bitch
Come on baby let's socialize
I'm just gon' do me, you gone' do you
Shouldn't be no surprise
Fell off way back to the bottom
I was supposed to rise
Adults still chatterin' like children
I don't even know them guys
Ain't gon' be no replies
Things really don't feel the same
Oh this some gang shit we been on
I run in a different gang
I been hurtin' so long
I think I'm in love with the pain
But I know nobodies in to hearin' grown men complain
I reckon I been insane
Fell out of love with love
Is a good woman wantin' change that?
Yeah, of course she does
But it some bad ones ain't gon' let it happen
Just because
They like him better without his shit together
Pretty much
I ain't never even heard of such
I don't wanna be friends with y'all
So called loved and loyalty it just depends with y'all
The type of phony motherfuckers that just pretend to call
The type of phony sons of bitches that just pretend to ball
I really did them all
I'm really that country boy
If it's gunplay that y'all on I've got a buncha toys
If it's mudplay that y'all on I've got a buncha toys
I just did what was necessary
Naw it wasn't a choice
Sorry I'm just annoyed
But I stay ready, ready
Got some people I forever loved that's dead and buried
All that guilt and shame just like a pointless debt you carry
Life and death gon' be the teacher but the lesson's vary
I think it's necessary
I came from a dirty road
Never had to clock in
I was born in workin' mode
Country and we southern
Governed by a certain code
Your word you keep
'Cause you'll be reapin' what you first had sowed
I was the first to know it
I, I, the first to know it
I was the first to get it
First to show it
First to blow it
I was relaxin' on them taxes
I was the first to owe it
'Til that IRS, despite our mess, had mercy Lord
Gimmie that mercy Lord
The say that when it hurts we growin'
How much is we gon' be growin'?
Where we goin'?
Then when we get there, we glowin'
Country rap Gary Owen
Earl's Wrecker Service
Where we towin' your Chevrolet Sonoma?
Where is home?
It ain't Tacoma
What is that stank aroma?
What did you take?
I think it's over, drank about eight Coronas
Give us all the forgiveness they can loan us
Heaven is waitin' on us
But Satan been hatin' on us
Give it a name, medicinal pain
Very interestin' but difficult thang
Keep thinkin' shit is a game
Uh
Warren Anderson Mathis
Professionally known as Bubba Sparxxx
It's 2:19 AM
July 9th, 2022
And I just wanna say
I love my mama very much
