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Charlie Farley

Cashville

 

Cashville

(album: All I've Been Through - 2016)


(Shit)
I'm packing my bags
I ain't never looking back
Too many times in my life I'd a done that, hey
I've packed in just one pack
I'd lose focus and get off track
But I'm rapping now to get stacks
No longer rapping for my friends in the back
But before I run over to thirty pack
In a bag of lash getting more torn up, no
I'm out looking for cash
Forget the lash man I'm fixing the past
Star out of Arkansas
But no matter I'm always be a hoe
I'm gonna always rep for ya'll
I'm gonna always do that call
But this bouncing ball is flaccid dawg
It don't bounce at all I gotta air it up now

Never seen nothing like, nothing like (oh, oh)
Rolling through the bright light down and dirty (oh, oh)
Ain't nothing like a little mud in the country (what's up)
Cashville (what's up)
Cashville (what's up)
Tennessee

I signed a deal
No, you don't get rich signing me
Everybody think I made a couple mils
And I'm still in the field with the broken wheel
Yeah I'm still in the hills
Always will be for real
When there is more whipping wheels
And moonshine stills
And red city lights and cash deal
But to make it I got to take this
Style out to them bright lights
Spliffs is baking and start turning
Them dark days into bright nights
Maybe my lyrics will start saving ya'll
Like they could save my life
It's my time cause if I was a cat
I'd be on my ninth life

Never seen nothing like, nothing like (oh, oh)
Rolling through the backlight down and dirty (oh, oh)
Ain't nothing like a little mud in the country (what's up)
Cashville (what's up)
Cashville (what's up)
Tennessee

I'm a believer and a dreamer
Easy work ain't work
Hard work pays off
Even without given the chance
I'll dance with the stars
Never been all in for the money
But I do want to go far
So I hop in the truck
With a couple of bunks
And a wish and a prayer
Now, I'm gone

I'm gone, gone, gone
I'm gone, gone, gone
I'm gone, gone, gone
I'm gone, gone, gone
I'm gone

Never seen nothing like, nothing like (oh, oh)
Rolling through the backlight down and dirty (oh, oh)
No, ain't nothing like a little mud in the country (what's up)
Cashville (what's up)
Cashville (what's up)
Tennessee

Always, always, always
Always, always, always
Always rep for ya'll
Always, always, always
Always rep for ya'll
Cash, cash, cash, cash, deal, real
Cash, cash, cash, cash, deal, real

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