#513 - Sudan Archives

Lyrics by：Brittney Parks/Ben Dickey/Tony Cottrell/James McCall

Let me make this straight to y'all though

I'm not from a strange place no

Not for sale that's my motto

On the next flight for tomorrow

My best friend's fallin' off probably 'cause Corona

My twin sister told me I need soldiers not imposters

Soldiers not imposters

I don't really wanna follow

Tricky trendy little things

Hollywood will make you hollow

I'm too rooted in my ways

I don't really wanna follow

Tricky trendy little things

*****es old as tree hollows

I'm too rooted in my ways

My babe just called me on a Tuesday

My Scion just broke down on the freeway

I'm not bothered anymore by these things

My destiny doesn't faze me

That's okay I'll manifest a Mustang

Not to be vague just love the way it rings

I don't really wanna follow

Tricky trendy little things

Hollywood will make you hollow

I'm too rooted in my ways

I don't really wanna follow

Tricky trendy little things

*****es old as tree hollows

I'm too rooted in my ways

Down to the T down to the T

Gotta get that bag

Bounce to the beat bounce to the beat

Y'all can't hold me back

Down to the T down to the T

Gotta get that bag

Bounce to the beat bounce to the beat

Y'all can't hold me back

I'm goin' goin' goin' goin'

I'm goin' goin' back back

To Cincinnati

Keep talkin' talkin' smack 'cause you're never happy

I left the Nati

Now I'm back in Cali Cali

I'll never blame my bad luck on nasty Nati

I'm goin' goin' back back

To Cincinnati