Bayou Brush

Yeah

Too many times I done gave clothes off my back

I ain't ask for nothin' back (ahh, ahh)

It's TMKO nigga yea (ah yea)

Just a youngin growing up in the south, don't know which way to go (ahhh)

Just a youngin tryna grow up don't know which way to go

Them people praying for him, them people praying for him

By the bayou I sit aside and lay down my lies, just tellin' angels in the sky to hold all my Cries

It's a journey young nigga, make sure take care yourself

Don't fold up on em, they need you and won't take care themselves