Xxl Freshman Lyrics - Yelawolf

Hell of a day to load a 22 and take it to the woods 

And then bring it to a body 

And somebody muthaf-cka not in solitary thinks it missin' from my 

Manage to take a Cheverolet run up through the muthaf-cking mud, forget it 

Hell of son of a bitch my momma raised into a rapper who could tell a story like my uncle when he's drinking 

Product of a working environment, f-ck is y'all thinking 

Meaning I'm working working harder than any artist could ever do it, simply cause I'm made that way 

I run a house around ya ass before you could realise that you in a neighbourhood that Yelawolf made 

So call me a relic and tell ya boys 'bout it tell 'em I'm an Alabama wanabe 

I be there, I just take it to the studio and just drop a bomb on it from a muthaf-cking beanie bag. I need that 

Shady! 

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