Alabama Native Lyrics

First off, rest in peace, Sweet James Jones, helpin' to continue to inspire these, country rap tunes

know what I'm talking about

I could lie to you, make it sound fly to you, but nah

Alabama native, G-Town resident

Been this fly figure, since Reagan was the president

Would explain game

Niggas don't be listening

Rather sell they soul for them thangs they be glistening

Don't get me wrong, like the finer thangs

It's in my blood, see my father is a king

So, my chain swang, labels read Polo

I'm getting to the dough, though, but the praise it, that's a no-no' solo

Like selfies for your photo, laying low like carpets

Might see me grabbing vittles at your supermarkets

Too busy shooting stars, aiming for my targets

Create other ways, produce money in pockets

Alabama native, G-Town resident

Been this fly figure, since Reagan was the president

Would explain game

Niggas don't be listening

Rather sell they soul for them thangs they be glistening

Money, cars, clothes, can't forget the jewelry

And all them other thangs that they leaving out your eulogy

Don't wanna hear the truth, yet and still I'ma give it to ya

And them suckas that don't get it, I'ma give it to ya

Living pretty good, still wonder where the cheddar went

Past is the past, and the past is irrelevant

Star child, definitely I'm heaven sent

Work in progress, still under development

So where the love, this hating be so prevalent

The devil alive, no need for any more evidence

They shooting churches, Donald Trump's a circus

Minimum wage their workers better learn their purpose

Preaching in these verses, people

Alabama native, G-Town resident

Been this fly figure, since Reagan was the president

Would explain game

Niggas don't be listening

Rather sell they soul for them thangs they be glistening

Autumn leaves fallin', had me reminiscing

How you don't appreciate it, till it's gone or missin'

Yeah, I'm thankful for the days that it rains on me

Like I'm stuck up in the window with the pain on me

Do my thang, maintain, while minding my business

Trying to be that better man, got Jehovah my witness

See my prayer game relentless, so the blessings tremendous

Cause we still doing numbers with the odds against us

Hookster

Alabama native, G-Town resident

Been this fly figure, since Reagan was the president

Would explain game

Niggas don't be listening

Rather sell they soul for them thangs they be glistening