Now aint nothing gonna stop me And Imma stand on my own And throw Ls for my Ol Kentucky Home Yeah its grimy down here but its all hood We keep a big block engine under our hood Now if I make money then the city make money Its all good they get nothing but love from me Cus I was born here born here! raised here Raised here! When I leave here, bury my grave here Until then Imma ride and drink liquor, blow Swishers Sit back collect my thoughts by the river Im a bluegrass CEO cat Trying to get my young homies out the projects Show them a way they can turn they money legal When the feds start to sweep I bob and weave on them people Stay ahead of the game, quick to change it up on em Set a level for the game quick to raise it up on em Bluegrass, KD Chorus Its okay, hop in with your boys to the river and we taking the back way We dont mind who you are just ride to the rhythm have a sip in the sunshine Come on down where the bluegrass rolls, and the country cold wind blows Where the city lights still glow To My Ol Kentucky Home, My Ol Kentucky Home Hi mayne, chillin by the river, dawg Old school shotgun fishin pole and liquor dawg I aint tryin to catch no kinda bass or catfish Id rather sling rocks on the ave with a bad chick Scales this track is hot lets make it a smash hit They hating on my mess and ya see I get mad chips In kentucky smash whips And kentucky blast crips In kentucky it aint lucky to get found in a casket Ya im city living chillin but im country at heart Old school no shoes when we roll threw the park Old dudes no rules when we roll threw the park Goodfella hood dwella reppin Victory Park And that chickens finger lickin and the digits got me finger lickin Countin scrilla from the chickens that I be pitchin out the kitchen Trying to make a 100 million out this business Goodfella, KD, Villebillies, Nappy Roots chillin Chorus They say welcome to the 502 Taking Georgia boys show em how Kentucky do Old caprice classics paint Kentucky blue They say dont forget 270 we hittin too Some call it blue grass some call it purple Imma call it home, take a shot of ptrone Lay back in the Lac and take two to the dome Riding from Da Ville to B.G. in my zone Let me here you say High times sittin by the river Got my old shotgun fishin pole and my liquor Cus people always trying to tell me how to run my life When they say Im doing wrong and I swear Im doing right High times sittin by the river Got my old shotgun fishin pole and my liquor I say its time to take our children where the grass is blue And peep how the mid south do Chorus
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