CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Dirt Road
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that sh*t for granted
I don't like these country rappers I can only f**k with just a few
Don't give a f**k about your lifted truck I see a different view
I'm tryna get us out this mud pit, but you dumb sh*t
Keep rappin' 'bout the same ol' f**k sh*t (F**k sh*t)
There ain't many like my kind, yeah I'm humble and I'm kind
Tryna find some trouble you can get in here I lost my mind
I don't wanna do it but you motherf**kers know I will
All that talkin' on the internet that sh*t gon' get you killed
Chill b*t*h you best relax, I ain't lettin' that sh*t pa**
You're a tough guy when you rap, difference is my sh*t is facts
Get smacked, open handed slap the dirt road out your a**
All black I'm a legend in the game like Johnny Cash
A wackin' a** rapper tell me somethin', somethin'
Which one of y'all wanna get sh*t jumpin', jumpin'
Where the pride at I'm talkin' all for the chain
Took me one year to take over the whole game
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that sh*t for granted
'Cause I smack the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
I'm sold country rap album like in 1999
I ain't trippin' know the Lord got perfect timin', no disguisin'
Only way to stand out baby is to do your own sh*t
We too busy lookin' at the phone B, cold sh*t
Can't nobody be they self this sh*t done gotten out of hand
They got the same shoes, same clothes, same flow watch 'em do they little dance
Ask him what he represents he won't even have an answer
It's the same ol' sh*t B, just a different proper
Louisiana where I'm born and raised, earn that country slang
What they know about that banana in mayonaisse
Man, hold up what they talkin' 'bout?
I'm as silent as they come, that's the reason that they hatin'
They say real recognize real, I say real recognize fake
Thank the Lord for the roof over my head and the food on my plate
It's too late they done let me in the gate
Rap game Ricky Bobby watch me do the shake-n-bake
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that sh*t for granted
'Cause I smack the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
I don't like these country rappers I can only f**k with just a few
Don't give a f**k about your lifted truck I see a different view
I'm tryna get us out this mud pit, but you dumb sh*t
Keep rappin' 'bout the same ol' f**k sh*t (F**k sh*t)
There ain't many like my kind, yeah I'm humble and I'm kind
Tryna find some trouble you can get in here I lost my mind
I don't wanna do it but you motherf**kers know I will
All that talkin' on the internet that sh*t gon' get you killed
Chill b*t*h you best relax, I ain't lettin' that sh*t pa**
You're a tough guy when you rap, difference is my sh*t is facts
Get smacked, open handed slap the dirt road out your a**
All black I'm a legend in the game like Johnny Cash
A wackin' a** rapper tell me somethin', somethin'
Which one of y'all wanna get sh*t jumpin', jumpin'
Where the pride at I'm talkin' all for the chain
Took me one year to take over the whole game
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that sh*t for granted
'Cause I smack the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
I'm sold country rap album like in 1999
I ain't trippin' know the Lord got perfect timin', no disguisin'
Only way to stand out baby is to do your own sh*t
We too busy lookin' at the phone B, cold sh*t
Can't nobody be they self this sh*t done gotten out of hand
They got the same shoes, same clothes, same flow watch 'em do they little dance
Ask him what he represents he won't even have an answer
It's the same ol' sh*t B, just a different proper
Louisiana where I'm born and raised, earn that country slang
What they know about that banana in mayonaisse
Man, hold up what they talkin' 'bout?
I'm as silent as they come, that's the reason that they hatin'
They say real recognize real, I say real recognize fake
Thank the Lord for the roof over my head and the food on my plate
It's too late they done let me in the gate
Rap game Ricky Bobby watch me do the shake-n-bake
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that sh*t for granted
'Cause I smack the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
B*t*h I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that sh*t for granted
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
