It's all about us And that's real But I promise, if we stick together we gon' make it through anything We're too special for the world Dodging bullets, we're in trouble in times And mama always taught me as a boy To help ya brother if he's fallin' at

I got it big, I know I know, I know I know, I know, I got it big, I know Yeah, haha, yeah shout out to my brothers, turn it up! I put it on rollie, I'm drinkin' straight lean, a bitch is straight feelin' my diamonds I'm rollin' specific, my nigga you

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah oh Baby's got a big red gun All I want is a big red gun I'm gonna shoot, shoot, shoot at the setting sun And all I want is a big red gun, I'm gonna shoot, shoot, shoot till the thrill is gone Brothers in arms who share my fears,

Red dirt roads and big tire toys, Country girls and redneck boys, Carolina moon is big and bright, Sumter County Friday Night! Jeep tires burn my driveway black, Got my John Deere hat turned back. Brother says there's gonna be a fight, Sumter County

Everyone's allergic to poison ivy Everybody gets the itch Everybody hates that Everybody needs a little poison ivy I just got back from the doctor He told me that I had a problem But I realized it's you

I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways Way that you lookin' all the time I know you like to drink 'til the sun up Grind 'til you come up Work all winter, shine all summer Ride for your brother You die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna I know you wanna

Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face Don't mind people grinnin' in your face You just bear this in mind, a true friend is hard to find You know your mother would talk about you Your own sisters and your brothers too They just don't care how you're

(Oh yeah, oh yeah) One love, one love, one love, one love She don't really care Oh yeah, oh yeah But she don't really care Diamonds in the air She grew up in Bronx She want them diamonds in her ear Watch your step brother

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway I'm holding on desperately I'm holding on Married men act totally different When they by themselves, don't they? You see them with their wife "What's up Tony?" "Hey man, how's everything going brother?" "Just taking it

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road