From East Nashville, With Love

Album cover art for "From East Nashville, With Love" by Starlito & Brian Brown

Starlito & Brian Brown - Rap

From East Nashville, With Love

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Duration: 3:04

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[Intro: Brian Brown] Might have to stand up too, I ain't gon' lie Yeah And if I— baby, won't you call my name and, somethin' Ayy [Verse 1: Brian Brown] Sometimes, I wonder what it means to find your dreams come true The moment they can't tell you nothin' soon as you walk through the room When your homecoming seem like Macy's Thanksgiving Parade And suddenly, the drunken hot girls forgot how to behave Swear we went from hangin' in them chow lines to fine dinin' Smokin' dynamite, I guess these are the good times Thankful we been movin' on up, praises due to our most divine Otherworldly, fuck rap, this shit damn near sci-fi BB in that Twilight Zone, I'm a monster on these hoes Seen the future way back when, at this point, it's beast mode From the land of jubilee, folk gon' let them sparks fly I ain't singin' his praises, but niggas gotta get by Any means necessary, creepin' out my window Makin' sure the mob goody everywhere a nigga go Still standin' firm on all them dreams I had as a child Let some tell it, I'm the man now, growin' up is wild Reachin' new levels, don't have time to play y'all games Ain't a cheat code to this shit, just keep consistent and maintain Hard not to go insane, trust somebody feel you It's all in your head, dog, just gotta get familiar I ain't heard shit realer [Interlude: Brian Brown] It's all in your head, dog [Verse 2: Starlito] Good times, that's right, my family matters I took my chances, like The Answer, don't give a damn 'bout practice Ain't no doubt I'm 'bout it 'bout it, came up rockin' camo fashion Military-grade ammunition, but my hammer plastic I just watched Toy Story, all four of 'em, what you thought it was Talkin' 'bout a thug like Lil Woody, still ain't caught a buzz How it feel to fall in love? Promise I can't even remember I don't want them problems, but lil' mama told me leave it in her, ah I can't stop spinnin', still ain't got no opps in this All I know is I'm puttin' more work in like Big Top blender Birthday weekend was wild, I'm fresh off a bender I bet a nigga don't know the feeling when that deposit pending Every time I walk inside the bank, I swear I'm out my feelings Whenever a nigga can't help themselves, they swear you're out to kill 'em Nigga, pop out, drop your dot, your whereabouts, reveal it I ain't had no pressure in no minute, I swear I'm out here chillin' Coolin', just left Makeshift for taco Tuesday Might get married at Rosemary, fall in Attaboy with some groupies In 5 Spot, like I ain't make the news right there in Five Points But that's beside the point (Lito)

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Credits

Writers
  • Starlito
  • Brian Brown