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american boy - creed b good lyrics

[verse]
i got my vans on, they look like sneakers
i’m tired of school, i’m nine years old, ’cause i ain’t like my teachers
i talk to god up in my dreams, and i talk to the preacher (i do)
they told me i got to keep goin’, ’cause i’ma be a leader (i am)
i’m in the land of the free, i’m steppin’ in my timbs (timbs)
he bought a small fry for the three, i’ll never be like him (never)
my mama bought me a snowboard, so on this booth, i skim (she did)
pray to the high every night, so i repent my sins (oh)
i went to rome some years back and signed the leanin’ tower (oh)
the motivation changed me, so now i stand with power (i do)
i fly for hours on the way to california
i get home, all of a sudden, they say i’m finna tower
uh, that’s just the way this life is
i pray to god that i get rich, so i provide for my kids
yeah, ayy, right now, i’m flippin’ my wrist
right now, i’m gettin’ all this sh*t, and i just spend it and switch

- creed b good lyrics

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