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hook: So I.....I have some living to do
So I ....I have some places to go
So I .... I have some people see
I hope you recognize me from the moon to the sun.
lyrics:
I thought it all was dream
Waking up in the middle of a scream
Nightmares of me running out Bourbon
No disturbance, trying to maintain my peace with sativa and Bourbon Rye
Hoping for world peace to justify the baby cry
Long as I'm living, I'm trying
To figure it out
The wrongs and the rights for the people no doubt
Small corner pockets in Southeast Texas
Country vibes, fried chicken, biscuits with gravy, reserve a spot at Gro-mo's table
I can remember the sweet curves on Janet
as we take a walk on the C-wall behind Woodrow, roll a nice joint to keep us company under the country stars as the moon simmer on the water
Listening to Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross and Bobby Womack
I can never forget about that house on 13th and New Orleans
Sentimental remembrance of a time so simple.
My sister and brother looking from heaven
I know you still watching over me tell pops I've grown, now the man of my home.