Tom Cee - Southbound Lyrics

In my other life I'm rappin for arenas
I don't fit in with the stereo type of a machinist
I grew up in the hood, so I'm in Dickies suits and Adidas
Paying all these taxes like they ain't care if we need it
How big of a fluke could they feed us?
I swear it's obscene, keeping track of these things, like
How many lies could I read?
Until I seen that moneys involved and it's leading to greed
Nothing's resolved, f*ck you mean that this shit has evolved?
Load up my things! We're headed out before they put up the wall
I'm packin up all my tools, I finished building a car
Apocalypse style baby, lets go, I'm quitting my job
All of us going wild, while Im paying it off

We're headed out whether you like it or not
If the car breaks down and it gets too hot
I let it cool down
But we're not gonna stop baby
I got people to rep, no love and no law
Southbound before they put up the wall
I'm headed south before they
I'm headed south before they
I'm headed south before they put up the wall
I said I'm southbound, before they put up the wall
I said I'm
I said I'm

See I'm not scared of Trump, Pence, or Pelosi
Not even the fence they put up between us and our homies
I hate the price of rent, meds, school and balogna
And all the haters who gonna be claiming they had known me
Its all the fame, money, definitely the phonies
All the liars, fakes, talking shit on my ponies
I bump merk, sonny, snak and the swollens
I got my axe, and my mask, and I dance behind curtains
Cuz even the radio's wack if you're south of Alberta
I blast lash every time that I'm at work and im hurtin
Bust my ass just to rap, give a f*ck about certain
Death is just around the corner, I seen a bitch and she's lurkin

We're headed out whether you like it or not
If the car breaks down and it gets too hot
I let it cool down
But we're not gonna stop baby
I got people to rep, no love and no law
Southbound before they put up the wall
I'm headed south before they
I'm headed south before they
I'm headed south before they put up the wall
I said I'm Southbound, before they put up the wall
I said I'm
I said I'm

Master latin lingo, on the surf of Costa Rica
Gringo in the sand, with a virgin margarita
Need another dab? Flaggin down the budtista
My other plan involved wrenches and greasy t-shirts
I'm free in this land contradictory to your research
What happened to my plan? Before you drink, eat first
It wasn't my plan to have to sober up
Recovering from environments where I was growing tough
Searchin for a reason, and a place to be showed love
All I found were striped homies; that rapped, and sold drugs
Then they had the nerve to ask why I been actin a thug
Asking funny questions from down there inside of your rut
All my aunts, uncles, and parents placing bets on my luck
Ask why I don't give one if you can't even afford a f*ck
My name is toMCee, f*ck pennies, there's a buck
A lack of a tolerance for people with bad character that judge

We're headed out whether you like it or not
If the car breaks down and it gets too hot
I let it cool down
But we're not gonna stop baby
I got people to rep, no love and no law
Southbound before they put up the wall
I'm headed south before they
I'm headed south before they
I'm headed south before they put up the wall
I said I'm Southbound, before they put up the wall
I said I'm
I said I'm