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, here's some weed to roll what ya need to know imma speak my soul on every beat i flow, give you the shirt off my back in the freezing cold, i'm talking 3 below the rain sleet and snow, let me tell yall bout the good ole days walked to school uphill both ways, some learned at a real young age how to work them scales how to deal cocaine, money money money money money had to get it, this for every southern motherfucker in the trenches, this for everyone of us tryin' to make a livin', came from the bottom by you know i'm wit it, now you see it in my eyes how the fat man feel it ridin' around lit with a bad bitch with me, me and struggle got next ask catfish billy, we gon' stand for the city like the batman building, me and alexander king had a conversation about how these bitches need a confrontation, better not try us not for playing right there in the cut got the monsters waiting, ha! until then, roll up that smoke and pour yourself a drink, cause around here you can do anything, what's mine is yours man, its our family, that's just my southern hospitality, came from the bottom seen a lot of things, so being cool sometimes is challenging, you disrespect me bitch, i guarantee, that i will lose my southern hospitality, "you see i can be a care bear or i can be a grizzly, what you get from me is up to you", good guy with a good heart from the west side not the good part, got a bad side i don't let out less i'm in a corner need to get out, never sit out i played the game till the last second when the buzzer rang, i was left dead on the battlefield when i called for help all the buzzards came, stayed loyal when others ain't kept it real dispose a fake, lost money, got more to make, lost friends no more to make, all my brothers stayed that's all that matters we talk big no small chatter, my bitch ridin' my kids savage my pockets fat my wife's ass fatter, you big mad you gon' get madder climbin' fast on that big ladder, ask for it you gonna gey answered by the sharp stab of my last laugh, roll up that smoke and pour yourself a drink, cause around here you can do anything, what's mine is yours man, its our family, that's just my southern hospitality, came from the bottom seen a lot of things, so being cool sometimes is challenging, you disrespect me bitch, i guarantee, that i will lose my southern hospitality, all these rappers sound the same buncha gangster shit in their convo, see em out they don't say shit whole gd different song though, not a peep non a mumbo take me to your head honcho, hoe hurry up, make it pronto before my lil homies pop the trunk, roll up on em till somebody throw up give a fuck what anybody think, we celebrating coming up from nothing now either feel the shit or you can't, you either with the shits or you ain't, i'm even pourin' haters a drink, but the disrespect will not be tolerated better watch if you sayin', my jackets long my records dirty ain't nothing about me on safety, got a short fuse i'm full throttle and i bleed danger got no patience, it's all good till it ain't good that's how the east side raised em, if i call you family id die for you and i've showed it on many occasions, roll up that smoke and pour yourself a drink, cause around here you can do anything, what's mine is yours man, its our family, that's just my southern hospitality, came from the bottom seen a lot of things, so being cool sometimes is challenging, you disrespect me bitch, i guarantee, that i will lose my southern hospitality
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Artist: jelly roll