Dark Horse Cowboy - PIRACY

Oh damn
I just dialed up my old friend
I was thinkin back on them old days
Really good times, them don't last,
That's a deep thought,
But smoke. first
Rather just chill on my lonely,
Needa get buried in a Rolls Royce,
So you never forget how I lived
Spend that money there's no point
Now my pupils expand my iris

Gran told me talk to god
When I was on the phone that line clicked
My mind switched,
The Devil gotta hold of my grip
I'm high as shit
I'm steppin on the gas in my whip,
That's the last time that I was seen
Now,
Everybody wonder I am pissed
Biting on my style like piracy

Biting on my style like piracy,
Buddy you are not on par with me
I'm a one of one quite possibly,
If you wana one on one come box with me,
Never put 'em in no box with me
I'm up on the air like apostrophe,
Ima need that fee paid up front, please

Biting my style like piracy,
Buddy you are not on par with me
I'm a one of one quite possibly
If you wana one on one come box with me,
never put 'em in no box with me
I'm up on the air like apostrophe,
Ima need that fee paid up front, please

Written by:
Andrew Gomez

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Dark Horse Cowboy

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