Woke up i had the same clothes on
i had on last night
damn
i must have passed out
and cash is just like the clothes i worn yesterday
we are broke damn
i gotta get my ass out
I went to see what my friend was talking about drugs
he told me cocaine would get you clout
my momma said he's trouble and schools my route
but i went to high school and got kicked out
So i'm driving this truck down the 95
i pray to god i make it home alive
i don't get pulled over by the man
i just want to make it home to hold your hand
Goodbye beloved one
do you know what i am
if you don't see my face no more
i'm a provider girl gotta face the streets tonight
Goodbye beloved one do you know what i am
you don't see my face no more
i'm a rider girl gotta face the streets tonight oh
You say you don't want me to go but i have to
please don't weep
i love you
i refuse to be a bum
especially coming where i'm from
i'm a provider girl and i love you
So it's just like i said before
heading down 95 dodging johnny law
i don't need a ticket though i never got one if he pulls me over
he can feel my shotgun
i think about life pull down my hat
it's just like this road i don't know where i'm at
i don't want to be another cocaine story
will i find my sanity where i find my glory come on
Goodbye beloved one
do you know what i am
if you don't see my face no more
i'm a provider girl gotta face the streets tonight
Goodbye beloved one do you know what i am
you don't see my face no more
i'm a rider girl gotta face the streets tonight yeah oh
Someday someday this will be over
we'll raise a family
i'll get a job and i'll be a voter
and if i die it will change you change you
i watch over a family but only as an angel so
***
Goodbye beloved one
do you know what i am
if you don't see my face no more
i'm a provider girl gotta face the streets tonight
Goodbye beloved one do you know what i am
you don't see my face no more
i'm a rider girl gotta face the streets tonight yeah oh
Someday this will be over
Someday this will be over
Someday this will be over
Someday this will be over
i had on last night
damn
i must have passed out
and cash is just like the clothes i worn yesterday
we are broke damn
i gotta get my ass out
I went to see what my friend was talking about drugs
he told me cocaine would get you clout
my momma said he's trouble and schools my route
but i went to high school and got kicked out
So i'm driving this truck down the 95
i pray to god i make it home alive
i don't get pulled over by the man
i just want to make it home to hold your hand
Goodbye beloved one
do you know what i am
if you don't see my face no more
i'm a provider girl gotta face the streets tonight
Goodbye beloved one do you know what i am
you don't see my face no more
i'm a rider girl gotta face the streets tonight oh
You say you don't want me to go but i have to
please don't weep
i love you
i refuse to be a bum
especially coming where i'm from
i'm a provider girl and i love you
So it's just like i said before
heading down 95 dodging johnny law
i don't need a ticket though i never got one if he pulls me over
he can feel my shotgun
i think about life pull down my hat
it's just like this road i don't know where i'm at
i don't want to be another cocaine story
will i find my sanity where i find my glory come on
Goodbye beloved one
do you know what i am
if you don't see my face no more
i'm a provider girl gotta face the streets tonight
Goodbye beloved one do you know what i am
you don't see my face no more
i'm a rider girl gotta face the streets tonight yeah oh
Someday someday this will be over
we'll raise a family
i'll get a job and i'll be a voter
and if i die it will change you change you
i watch over a family but only as an angel so
***
Goodbye beloved one
do you know what i am
if you don't see my face no more
i'm a provider girl gotta face the streets tonight
Goodbye beloved one do you know what i am
you don't see my face no more
i'm a rider girl gotta face the streets tonight yeah oh
Someday this will be over
Someday this will be over
Someday this will be over
Someday this will be over
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