Album: Outta My Way
Aw damn they’re ruthless
1−2-3−4-5−6-7−9 kids in my family tree
And i’ve been Poor my whole damn life
But i ain’t crying
My life’s sweet
I say:
You- i dont know what its like 2 be You- i dont know what its like 2 be You- i dont know what its like 2 be You- i dont know what its like 2 be Oh won’t you tell me How could you know
Oh won’t you tell me Ahhhhhhhhhh
No say story
No sad story
No sad story
BRinging mE down
Come on man
You- i donT know what its like 2 be You- i dont know what its like 2 be YoU- i dont know what itS like 2 be You- i dont know what Its like 2 be Damn ive seen some fine asS girls
Been around the whole damn world
Me and my brothers
Going wild on the streets
Me and my brothers
Going wild On the beach
Oh won’t you tell me How could you know
Oh won’t you tell me Ahhhhhhhhhh
No say story
No sad story
No sad story
Bringing me Down
Damn my pops like cassius clay
Helping people round the way
And we’ve been poor
Because of that
But all my «fly boys»
Got my back
I say:
You- i dont know what its like 2 be You- i dont know what its like 2 be Oh won’t you tell me Ahhhhhhhhhh
No say story
No sad story
No sad story
No sad story
I dont know what its like 2 be I dont know what its like 2 be I dont know what its like 2 be I dont know what its like 2 be You
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