Far From Home feat. Bobby Brantley

prod. MarkMyWords

Lyrics:
(bakes)
keep a piece by my side when we ride,
for my girl imma slide for my girl imma die,

keep a piece by my side when we ride,
wit my girl in the whip shit so quick we gone fly by,
im serious with the business,
dont be wasting my time, my team gonna slide by, run quick wit the drive by, you aint blink twice, you aint gonna think twice,
you dont wanna mess with me,
we fuck you up for free,
if you aint on the team,
then you best dip out the beamer,
can we hurry up im tryna meet her,
50 bands for the feature,
all my shit is clean yeah,
now you heard me on a hard beat,
imma,
keep quick with it,
drop bobby b in it,
cuz we gone make a hit, listen

(Bobby)
I don't like to talk too much, 
Never been the type of guy to walk too tough.
But I keep her by my side because I know she gonna ride 
and if a motherfucker try it they gone watch her clutch it.
Put him down and watch him suffer,
Lay him in the dirt and let his ass get covered.
Ain't no use of you tryin' 
Cuz I always keep one by my..

(bakes)
keep that piece right by my side,
keep that piece you know she mine,
flip that pistol cock that nine,
just to make sure that she ride or dine.

just to make sure that she ride or dine,
she take her time,
but im keen to wait so that i know she mine,
im tryna keep her though,
im tryna keep her close,
im tryna make it known,
how much she mean to me,

(Bobby)
I ain’t got too much to say,
I ain’t been the type of guy to hit the brakes if she wanna see what’s up with me. 
Put them pretty legs in the truck with me, 
Take her  down south be my company
And if she really tryna, really tryna run with me.
All she gotta do is say the word and she can come with me. 
But I hope that she don't mind that  I'll always keep one by my...

(bakes)
you aint gotta fuck with me,
you got my number tryna fuck with me,
i got the call ID,
so whatchu tryna say?
ill let the bullets spray,
and hope the shots gone hit him
and let the chorus sing listen.

Piece FT. Bobby Brantley

Anothaa fun one in the books.
Shoutout to Ace Green for cover art & mixing. 

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(Oh, Lord. Oh, Lord.) 

I might think I ain’t afraid of flyin’ solo. 
Til the Lord comes back around and humbles me.
He said, "son, there's things in life that you just don't know, 
But it'll all work out, just trust, I guarantee." 

But I can't find my solace in this pain. 
I feel like my spirit givin' in to all the weight. 

Heal my mind
Free my soul and hear my cry, oh Lord. 
Strip me down, take my all and kill my pride. 
I feel like Moses, I'm drownin', this sea overcloudin' me, 
Beggin' someone to reach and pull me out of it. 
Free my mind, 
Heal my soul, oh, hear my cry. 
(Oh, Lord) 

I have this everlasting battle livin' in my head. 
That if you're a man you gotta walk this life alone.
But I've gone down to my knees at the altar. 
Felt every hand in the church send a prayer, 
But I won't pretend like my thoughts never falter
Like they were just shippin' their hopes to the air.

But I can't find my solace in this pain. 
I feel like my spirit givin' in to all the weight. 

Heal my mind
Free my soul and hear my cry, oh Lord. 
Strip me down, take my all and kill my pride. 
I feel like Moses, I'm drownin', this sea overcloudin' me, 
Beggin' someone to reach and pull me out of it. 
Free my mind, 
Heal my soul, oh, hear my cry. 
(Oh, Lord) 

Heal my mind
Free my soul and hear my cry, oh Lord. 
Strip me down, take my all and kill my pride. 
I feel like Moses, I'm drownin', this sea overcloudin' me, 
Beggin' someone to reach and pull me out of it. 
Free my mind, 
Heal my soul, oh, hear my cry. 
(Oh, Lord)

Psalm 61:1

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Song I made when I was Bored

Load the bong, load the bong
Load the bong and smoke it
Load the bong, load the bong
Load the bong and smoke it
Grab the weed pack the bowl
Ignite the weed and smoke slow-
-ly and pass it on to me
Then I rip it and we party
Pass it on to my buddy
Then he takes a hit slowly
We’re a very high and very tired we cannot lie
We’re smoking all the weed that we buy

We’re just damaged
And very famished 
From a lack of a light
So we just get very high
And reach new heights
Of our fucked up minds
Not caring if we die
If our lungs call out and cry
We take another hit cause we’re not high
Enough, my throat’s getting dry
From all this weed that we’ve fried

Since the first time I got high
I have been chasing the feeling for the rest of my life
Every ounce of weed I buy, is just another mental mountain to climb
I think I’ve crossed a line, cause now I can’t sleep without that grind-
-ed up weed on a tray for me to smoke the next day
Run out, then go to a friends house and trap it out
Something in me hoping all this weed takes me out




Load the Bong

📍 𝗘𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗥𝗣 📍
bakes in this bitch

Artist for Dream Records

Piece FT. Bobby Brantley

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