CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : 03’ Ford
Cause it’s only bout us
Cause it’s only bout us
Cause it’s only bout us
(Only bout us)
(Cause it’s only bout us)
Yeah
Reverse the pages, turn em quickly
While in concentration, I just sit aside
An extra day to keep the pain from gaining (yeah)
I just take a peek, one last look
I found God, in a Chevy, now how’s this look? (yeah)
An old Ford, can’t nobody beat this
I’m on the 805, mama said go the speed limit
So I listen, and if i’m 5 over then i’m sorry
I wasn’t Ricky Bobby as a youngster I was Cars 3 (whoo!)
I grew up on the Northside of St. Joe
I don’t know why it’s surprising
Cause I got a somewhat country accent, I like corn in my mash and
The women ain’t half as bad as downtown Cali (nope)
Ain’t 10’s, but they ain’t no penny (yeah)
Always sin, but thеy know they sinning (huh)
I can’t pretend I didn’t еither
Left my Chevy in Topeka, My Lord’s with me in here reading
And I got my grey 03’ Ford pickup (whoo!)
I see chances, I start to run after them
There ain’t no contender, when you is not practicing
I am not pretending I don’t like to sing at all
But if the Father coming back, I’m gon’ sing to Him in awe (sing to Him in awe)
Paint pictures the minimum, I will hit em up
Grandpas truck still running with the Spirit’s love
Venom sung, half of you artist don’t even fill the cup
Overfill it, no matter what, i’ll keep it up (whoo)
Doing donuts in the North Village (yeah)
Simmer down, eating Chicken Tenders, at Chillis (whoo!)
Sure that town has some bad memories for me
But I won’t ever forget, the town that rooted me
Called my foolish, kicked me down to show me that I can get back up (yeah)
Showed me how to be a man and how to get my act up (what)
Showed me just how I can rap, and how to pick the bags up
And laughed when I was writing all these rhymes that were bad (ha!)
Yeah, I ain’t never partied like I did there
Homecoming in a barn, that’s how we lived there (for real)
Singing John Denver, lights off and a quick prayer
Silence fills the room like there is someone really there (uh)
Only people that I needed were my family
I could live without the rest, I could live without em, peace
Never in a million did I let someone within a reach
Cause all they do is take my heart, and disappear, one minute please
I see chances, I start to run after them
There ain’t no contender, when you is not practicing
I am not pretending I don’t like to sing at all
But if the Father coming back, I’m gon’ sing to Him in awe (sing to Him in awe)
Paint pictures the minimum, I will hit em up
Grandpas truck still running with the Spirit’s love
Venom sung, half of you artist don’t even fill the cup
Overfill it, no matter what, i’ll keep it up (whoo)
Cause it’s only bout One
Cause it’s only bout One (one God)
Cause it’s only bout One (one Savior)
(Only bout One)
(Cause it’s only bout One)
Cause it’s only bout us
Cause it’s only bout us
(Only bout us)
(Cause it’s only bout us)
Yeah
Reverse the pages, turn em quickly
While in concentration, I just sit aside
An extra day to keep the pain from gaining (yeah)
I just take a peek, one last look
I found God, in a Chevy, now how’s this look? (yeah)
An old Ford, can’t nobody beat this
I’m on the 805, mama said go the speed limit
So I listen, and if i’m 5 over then i’m sorry
I wasn’t Ricky Bobby as a youngster I was Cars 3 (whoo!)
I grew up on the Northside of St. Joe
I don’t know why it’s surprising
Cause I got a somewhat country accent, I like corn in my mash and
The women ain’t half as bad as downtown Cali (nope)
Ain’t 10’s, but they ain’t no penny (yeah)
Always sin, but thеy know they sinning (huh)
I can’t pretend I didn’t еither
Left my Chevy in Topeka, My Lord’s with me in here reading
And I got my grey 03’ Ford pickup (whoo!)
I see chances, I start to run after them
There ain’t no contender, when you is not practicing
I am not pretending I don’t like to sing at all
But if the Father coming back, I’m gon’ sing to Him in awe (sing to Him in awe)
Paint pictures the minimum, I will hit em up
Grandpas truck still running with the Spirit’s love
Venom sung, half of you artist don’t even fill the cup
Overfill it, no matter what, i’ll keep it up (whoo)
Doing donuts in the North Village (yeah)
Simmer down, eating Chicken Tenders, at Chillis (whoo!)
Sure that town has some bad memories for me
But I won’t ever forget, the town that rooted me
Called my foolish, kicked me down to show me that I can get back up (yeah)
Showed me how to be a man and how to get my act up (what)
Showed me just how I can rap, and how to pick the bags up
And laughed when I was writing all these rhymes that were bad (ha!)
Yeah, I ain’t never partied like I did there
Homecoming in a barn, that’s how we lived there (for real)
Singing John Denver, lights off and a quick prayer
Silence fills the room like there is someone really there (uh)
Only people that I needed were my family
I could live without the rest, I could live without em, peace
Never in a million did I let someone within a reach
Cause all they do is take my heart, and disappear, one minute please
I see chances, I start to run after them
There ain’t no contender, when you is not practicing
I am not pretending I don’t like to sing at all
But if the Father coming back, I’m gon’ sing to Him in awe (sing to Him in awe)
Paint pictures the minimum, I will hit em up
Grandpas truck still running with the Spirit’s love
Venom sung, half of you artist don’t even fill the cup
Overfill it, no matter what, i’ll keep it up (whoo)
Cause it’s only bout One
Cause it’s only bout One (one God)
Cause it’s only bout One (one Savior)
(Only bout One)
(Cause it’s only bout One)
