作词 : Big K.R.I.T. 作曲 : Big K.R.I.T. [Chorus] This for all my country folk Slamming them Caddy doors Sitting out on the porch Fresh from head to toe This for all my Southern kin Be proud of who you is No matter where and when Let 'em know the game you're in This for all my country folk [Verse 1] Back on my grind again, wasting no time again Putting it on the line, been losing, I'm tryna win Whenever, right now is the better Hoping all those stars and planets align together Tryna weather the storm, go beyond and gone Find all of life's treasures and bring 'em to my home Like, like we made it Sippi-land, country and all of that Tell all them haters congratulate us or fall back Cause I'm in my old school, traveling to the A Don't worry, little baby brother, I'll be back like any day Spread the word, I flip verbs like birds Get flipped by **** boys that park rims on the curb Got my CD in they deck, bop they heads, break they neck Whispering that I got next to execs That never heard of Mississippi lyricists Not even visionaries envision this [Chorus] This for all my country folk Slamming them Caddy doors Sitting out on the porch Fresh from head to toe This for all my Southern kin Be proud of who you is No matter where and when Let 'em know the game you're in This for all my country folk [Verse 2] Leave it behind, the, the, the crime Fighting for every yard across the poverty line Any given Sunday could be my last Pay my tithes with the gas money or let the plate pass Cause God can understand the lows The feeling of being stranded on the side of the road Watching all the fancy cars come and go Like it couldn't get no worse, but it storms some more Cause whenever it rains, little buddy, it pours When you need the sunshine like the most But even a magnolia fights to grow Under certain circumstances similar to yours I just wanna be heavenly, I suppose Cause success never, ever save your soul I came from the bottom of the map to show The world that it's more to us country folk [Chorus] This for all my country folk Slamming them Caddy doors Sitting out on the porch Fresh from head to toe This for all my Southern kin Be proud of who you is No matter where and when Let 'em know the game you're in This for all my country folk
[00:00.000] 作词 : Big K.R.I.T. [00:01.000] 作曲 : Big K.R.I.T. [00:02.834][Chorus] [00:22.740]This for all my country folk [00:25.744]Slamming them Caddy doors [00:28.356]Sitting out on the porch [00:30.942]Fresh from head to toe [00:33.241]This for all my Southern kin [00:36.532]Be proud of who you is [00:38.909]No matter where and when [00:41.522]Let 'em know the game you're in [00:43.585]This for all my country folk [00:45.335][Verse 1] [00:45.753]Back on my grind again, wasting no time again [00:47.634]Putting it on the line, been losing, I'm tryna win [00:50.246]Whenever, right now is the better [00:51.944]Hoping all those stars and planets align together [00:54.478]Tryna weather the storm, go beyond and gone [00:57.221]Find all of life's treasures and bring 'em to my home [00:59.572]Like, like we made it Sippi-land, country and all of that [01:03.046]Tell all them haters congratulate us or fall back [01:05.580]Cause I'm in my old school, traveling to the A [01:08.611]Don't worry, little baby brother, I'll be back like any day [01:10.935]Spread the word, I flip verbs like birds [01:13.652]Get flipped by **** boys that park rims on the curb [01:16.317]Got my CD in they deck, bop they heads, break they neck [01:19.216]Whispering that I got next to execs [01:22.037]That never heard of Mississippi lyricists [01:24.336]Not even visionaries envision this [01:26.531][Chorus] [01:26.818]This for all my country folk [01:28.986]Slamming them Caddy doors [01:31.572]Sitting out on the porch [01:34.681]Fresh from head to toe [01:36.614]This for all my Southern kin [01:39.513]Be proud of who you is [01:42.100]No matter where and when [01:44.712]Let 'em know the game you're in [01:47.011]This for all my country folk [01:48.891][Verse 2] [01:49.126]Leave it behind, the, the, the crime [01:50.772]Fighting for every yard across the poverty line [01:53.280]Any given Sunday could be my last [01:55.422]Pay my tithes with the gas money or let the plate pass [01:58.452]Cause God can understand the lows [02:00.751]The feeling of being stranded on the side of the road [02:04.277]Watching all the fancy cars come and go [02:05.819]Like it couldn't get no worse, but it storms some more [02:08.405]Cause whenever it rains, little buddy, it pours [02:11.122]When you need the sunshine like the most [02:15.092]But even a magnolia fights to grow [02:16.320]Under certain circumstances similar to yours [02:18.749]I just wanna be heavenly, I suppose [02:21.936]Cause success never, ever save your soul [02:24.209]I came from the bottom of the map to show [02:26.821]The world that it's more to us country folk [02:29.120][Chorus] [02:29.433]This for all my country folk [02:32.202]Slamming them Caddy doors [02:34.736]Sitting out on the porch [02:37.453]Fresh from head to toe [02:39.464]This for all my Southern kin [02:42.782]Be proud of who you is [02:45.420]No matter where and when [02:47.536]Let 'em know the game you're in [02:50.044]This for all my country folk
