Let's go!

Ain't nothin' gonna stop me 
I'ma stand on my own and throw L's for my old Kentucky home 
Yeah, it's grimy down here but it's all good 
We keep a big block engine under our hood 
Now if I make money, then the city make money 
It's all good, they get nothin' but love from me 
'cause I was born here (born here), raised here (raised here) 
When I leave here, bury my grave here (grave here) 

Until then I'ma ride and drink liquor, blow Swishers
Sit back, collect my thoughts by the river 
I'm a bluegrass CEO cat 
Tryin' to get my young homies out the projects 

Show them a way they can turn their money legal 
When the Feds start that sweep, I bob and weave on them people 
Stay ahead of the game, we can change it up for 'em 
Shed a level for the game, quick to raise it up for 'em 

Bluegrass, KD 

It's okay, I been with your boys to the river
and we takin' the back way 
We don't mind, we can all just ride to river 
Have a sip in the sunshine 
Come on down where the bluegrass grows 
And the country cold wind blows 
Where the city lights still glow 
To my old Kentucky home 
My old Kentucky home 
Mmmmmmmm 

Hi man, chillin' by the river, dawg 
Old school shotgun, fishin' pole, and liquor dawg 
I ain't tryin' to catch no carp bass or catfish 
I'd rather slang rocks on the ave with a bad chick 
Scales this track is hot; let's make it a smash hit 
They hatin' on my mail so you can say I get mad chips 
In Kentucky smash whips, in Kentucky blast clips, 
In Kentucky it ain't lucky get found in a casket 
Yeah, I'm city livin' chillin' but I'm country at heart 
Old school, no shoes when we roll through the park 
Old dudes know whos when we roll through the park 
Goodfella, hood dwella, reppin' Victory Park

And the chicken's finger lickin' 
And the digits got my fingers lickin'
countin', squealin' from the chickens I been pitchin' out the kitchen 
Tryin' to make a hundred million out this business 
Goodfella, KD, Villebillies, Nappy Roots, chillin' 

It's okay, I been with your boys to the river
and we takin' the back way 
We don't mind, we can all just ride to river 
Have a sip in the sunshine 
Come on down where the bluegrass grows 
And the country cold wind blows 
Where the city lights still glow 
To my old Kentucky home 
My old Kentucky home 

Uh, They say welcome to the 5-0-2 
Take a Georgia boy, show 'em how Kentucky do 
Old Caprice Classic tint Kentucky blue 
They say don't forget 2-7-0, we hittin' too

Some call it bluegrass, some call it purple 
I'ma call it home, take a shot of 'tron
Lay back in the 'lac and take two the dome 
Ridin' from The Ville to B.G. in my zone 

Let me hear you say
High times sittin' by the river 
Got my old shotgun, fishin' pole and my liquor 

'Cause people always tryin' to tell me how to run my life 
When they say I'm doin' wrong, and I swear I'm doin' right 

C'mon 
High times sittin' by the river 
Got my old shotgun, fishin' pole and my liquor 

Say it's time to take a trip to where the grass is blue 
And peep how the mid-south do 
C'mon 

It's okay, I been with your boys to the river
and we takin' the back way 
We don't mind, we can all just ride to river 
Have a sip in the sunshine 
Come on down where the bluegrass grows 
And the country cold wind blows 
Where the city lights still glow 
To my old Kentucky home 
My old Kentucky home 

KD
Goodfella
Villebilles
Nappy Roots 
Kentucky

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