Nappy Roots - One Forty Lyrics

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No more wine for me no more dimes of weed

'Cuz I'm tryin' to see if my mind can reach

The level of the game that we die to see

I'm talkin' bout naturally where ya mind is free

See I'm a dying breed a country-fried emcee

I used to rhyme for free but now I rhyme for cheese

See it was bound to be when there's mouths to feed

And there's bills to pay somethin' gotta give way

The way I feel today I could care less

'Cuz my mind is made yeah my hair's a mess

I don't bother to shave I walk around bare chest

Like a candy face like I'm wearin' a vest

I dare ya to test I push a hundred-five reps

Showin' off my pecs triceps and biceps

I'm all for the cause ready to die next

I'm all for the cause ready to die next

We don't even talk about it we live it we live it

(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)

(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)

And if you think you can take it from us come get it come get it

(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)

(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)

This life? It's mine

It's yours? It's mine

That's right it's mine

That's yours this mine

This life? It's mine

It's yours? It's mine

That's right it's mine

That's yours this mine

Now ah when I was a young man

There was a couple of things poppa put in my head

Never sit down when ya need to stand

Never drink down all ya dreams and plans

Poppa what's that inside ya glass?

Don't do as I do boy do as I ask

See do it right if ya gon' do it that fast

And don't do it if ya gon' do it half-assed

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Well since then I been an over-achiever

Smoker and drinker only I would opened my blinkers

And I'm broke so I guess I gotta choke on my finger

'Cuz I need to come up ah I'm just a dreamer

A hustle schemer these cops be corrupt like Rupp Arena

Try an bust my weiner with these court subpoenas petty misdemeanors

"Boy you ain't worth" like student like teacher

We don't even talk about it we live it we live it

(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)

(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)

And if you think you can take it from us come get it come get it

(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)

(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)

This life? It's mine

It's yours? It's mine

That's right it's mine

That's yours this mine

This life? It's mine

It's yours? It's mine

That's right it's mine

That's yours this mine

Same jeans in the spring that I strut in the fall

No comb no fade no nothin' at all

I'll give a finger for the haters and one for the law

Sounds fine Nappy Roots a little somethin' for y'all

Get a dutch jump the gultch then stuff it with straw

Get higher than a motherfucker deep in the call

Hit the liquor sto' makin' mo' fifth and I pause

Get love tryna cut got ya dick and balls

Hell naw then broads at the wall

Big pimpin' on a budget tryna make it the mall

Thank the Lord for just livin' makin' the most

'Scuse me anybody got change I can borrow?

Dime? Caught a penny tryna get to the mall

Wanna buy me some ice too slip it and fall

Ops silly me big nuts and they gone

Didn't see that shit comin' like a truck in the fall

We don't even talk about it we live it we live it

(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)

(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)

And if you think you can take it from us come get it come get it

(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)

(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)

This life? It's mine

It's yours? It's mine

That's right it's mine

That's yours this mine

This life? It's mine

It's yours? It's mine

That's right it's mine

That's yours this mine

Lemme hear ya say

Nappy Roots see ya dawg all my magazine

It's that life B gotta make that choice

It's all on you

Lemme hear ya say

Lemme hear ya say

Lemme hear ya say

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