Down Home Lyrics

[Hook]
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home

I be riding, thinking to myself
When I be burning what I gotta do
To make it nothing in this life is certain
Success is on my mind, that bitch is closely steady flirting
Contemplating intersecting with them thangs to get it twerking
Can't be fenny, if you a 20 piece, better get to serving
That's the life you stuck in and wondering did I do to deserve it
All along I just wanna live right making honest working
But I'm tired of the strife, I know my mama's hurting
Bills stacking up so I gotta be racking up
And all those extra taxes that's already bad enough
I try to go to school and work a job
But it's too expensive, thinking what can I do
Cause it seems like the cycle's endless
Skip another class and it turns into another semester
Working over time, thinking, this gotta get better
Man you know a wheel, it's just some rainy days
Don't let it spin to, I ain't gonna front maine, it's just a phase
When you growing up every day is a different stage
Working hard in this crazy world to find a better way
Cause if it's hell today, then it's heaven tomorrow
Say your prayers, put it in the air, let go of your problems

[Hook]
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, homeKevin Kartier - Down Home - http://motolyrics.com/kevin-kartier/down-home-lyrics.html
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home

That h time, slow dying, puffing by the pound nigga
Know I stay dope, but forever on my grind
If forever I'ma shine, if the lord stay the same
Catch me swanging through the rap game,
Clearing out my lane
In the city of the candy painted double cups
Go and get that paper flip that shit and then I double up
Cuddle up, get your team right, but I live your dream life
Shit, you can get it if your money scheme tight
Homie after that paper, no time for haters and hoes
Turn my shoes alligator, step over fakers and foes
Candy blew up great, drop the rag in the summer
Pop my trunk and it bang, them bitches call me a stunner
Only worry about numbers addition never subtract
I plan on leaving this game with my reputation intact
And homie that's just a fact, since you can hate it to love it
I put my heart in my hustle, and putting nothing above it
Young bitches love how I thug it and niggas know I'm the illest
They talking bout how I does it, they always say I'm the trealest
I told you they was gonna feel it because we're far from the same
It's le$ motherfucker bitch, say my name

[Hook]
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home
This that low down, down home
Slow dying country shit that's how we ride, home.