| Ant check this out
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| I’m the luckiest son of a bitch that ever lived, I spend life doin shit I love
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| Got the world’s most beautiful kids and don’t nobody do it like us
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| Sunday morning play Al Green, make pancakes and watch cartoons
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| Sometimes get to change that scene, catch a plane and see somewhere new
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| Plus got married last year, treated so good that it ain’t even fair
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| Already got a boy, now the baby girl’s here, bought us a house like the
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| Berenstain Bears
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| Not two years ago I was homeless, I mean crashin on the couch of my homies
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| Now I’m crashin on the couch with Conan, signed a mortgage and bought my home,
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| shit
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| Should of seen when they handed me the keys, I still couldn’t believe that it
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| was mine
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| Like «baby hurry up let’s leave, before these damn people change their mind»
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| Ha, and shit what can I say? |
| I would have made these damn songs anyway
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| Some of y’all still listen to 'em everyday, beautiful thing, I bow my hand and
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| pray
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| — 2X — w/ ad libs
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| I love the life I live, my laughter and my tears
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| I don’t know where it’s goin but I like it like it is
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| Uh, I get a lot of love in my hometown, twin cities, y’all know how it go down
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| Same club where Prince shot «Purple Rain», advertise my name and it’s sold out
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| I’m surrounded by greatness, my loved ones are amazin
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| Sometimes I look in their faces and just think of the lives they’re changin'
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| And I don’t just mean Rhymesayers, my son’s grandmother quit freebasin'
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| Desiree got eight years straight, now that right there cause for celebration
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| Ah, I’m so happy for her, we used to fight like cats and dogs
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| But she ain’t even mad that I left her daughter
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| She calls me her son, so that’s my mama
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| — w/ ad libs
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| Ah, keep it goin now
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| All my life I had this music, my heroes have all saluted
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| I don’t need y’all to like my new shit, them dudes are the reason I do this
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| I done did so much cool shit, lived a lifetime in the last two years
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| Got the memories to prove it, look what a dude who ain’t even graduate high
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| school did
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| Ha, used to always be the new kid, laughed at cause I never used to pull chicks
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| Now I turn down more girls than them rich ass pretty football playin fools get
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| Sometimes I smile so wide, I think about the dreams that I’ve lived
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| Shit even if I died tonight y’all, I’m the luckiest son bitch that ever lived
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| — w/ ad libs until the end |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fresh Air , by - Brother Ali. Song from the album Us, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп