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letra de jawga - teacher preacher

[pre-chorus]
atl to athens you know i’m posting
85 to 316 we rollin’
pine trees, the summer breeze be blowin’
we back roads explorin’ and keepin’ my mind going

[chorus]
in jawga (going in jawga)
we keep it dirty in jawga (keepin dirty in jawga)
i’m reminiscing ’bout jawga (reminiscing ’bout jawga)
i hold it down for jawga (hold it down for jawga, yeah)

[verse 1]
the wind blowin’, my vision blurry, i’m holdin’ steady
on 81 from loganville in my uncle’s chevy
ain’t slept in two days, some days i need to feel my belly
i’m feeling heavy, just seen my partner get sent to heaven
lord would you help me, i prayin’ to go a new direction
but i’m effectively realizing that i ain’t ready
i pay attention and listen to what my loved ones tell me
they tell me slow down, be proud and count your blessings

[pre-chorus]
atl to athens you know i’m postin’
85 to 316 we rollin’
pine trees, the summer breeze be blowin’
we back roads explorin’ and keepin’ my mind going

[chorus]
in jawga (going in jawga)
we keep it dirty in jawga (keep it dirty in jawga)
i’m reminiscing ’bout jawga (reminiscing ’bout jawga)
i hold it down for jawga (hold it down for jawga, yeah)

[verse 2]
i see the pattern of jacob ladders inside the matrix
we can’t escape it, look in the mirror but can’t face it
my mind is racin’, i’m chasin’ something that’s so amazin’
to be the greatest, creator’s favorite so why they hatin’
radio ratin’ i’m contemplating the coup d’etat
so calculated, i’m complicated like shooting stars
so many comments, i promise thomas to keep it comin’
i want the money like arnold willis and mr. drummond

[pre-chorus]
atl to athens you know i’m postin’
85 to 316 we rollin’
pine trees, the summer breeze be blowin’
we back roads explorin’ and keepin’ my mind going

[verse 3]
no disrespect but i feel that life is a game of chess
maybe i tested i’m failin’ but see i do my best
and being southern’s a disadvantage i don’t regret
but we just talkin’, been waitin’ to get this off my chest
slummin’ and bummin’ and grumblin’ ain’t never got me nothin’
it had to fight and grind use my mind to get somethin’
it’s so disgusting, we suffered thug [?] bustin’
my intuition got average so we straight readjustin’, uh

[pre-chorus]
atl to athens you know i’m postin’
85 to 316 we rollin’
pine trees, the summer breeze be blowin’
we back roads explorin’ and keepin’ my mind going

- teacher preacher

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