The Rodeo

I swear to God I won't forget
Ain't got no ice up on my wrist
No dirty money in my safe
But when I'm shootin' I don't miss
When I'm shootin' I don't miss
Ain't got no ice up on my wrist
No dirty money in my safe
I swear to god I won't forget

Pack it up I told my baby it's a go
So many things I'll never let 'em know
All those nights thinking 'bout quittin' on the low
But it's all part of the rodeo
So now I'm back and I'm workin' furreal
So imma do my thing and show you how it feel
Now when I see it I know when it's real
I turn it up roll down the window and I grip the wheel

I swear to God I won't forget
Ain't got no ice up on my wrist
No dirty money in my safe
But when I'm shootin' I don't miss
When I'm shootin' I don't miss
Ain't got no ice up on my wrist
No dirty money in my safe
I swear to god I won't forget

Now let me start off where I left
I was goin' through some stress
I had to stop and take a breath yeah
I had to get it off my chest
So now I'm back and I'm workin' furreal
So imma do my thing and show you how it feel
Now when I see it I know when it's real
I turn it up roll down the window but it's all part of the rodeo



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Cook
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