Written by:D.P. Stehr/A. Moore/T.A. Thomas/R. Wheeler

Light a match let it burn

Smell the essence of exquisite herbs

We are all products of the earth

Just to grow we need a little dirt

When you're winning they pay attention
When you're walking through the struggle
They'll never mention ya
Keep the grass real low so you can see the snakes
That you've been through the fire
You know what it takes
Count 'em out line 'em up knock 'em down

Even when they expect you to fall

A flag at half stand means nothing at all

Stare through my Balenciaga sipping on Henny

I swear to god nothing can break or bend me
What you know about Basques or riding Bentleys
Who are you to judge

In this city of love

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming
What's giants when you know
You've got just one stone to throw
You gotta fight

When you're hungry for it all
You know you got an appetite

Nothing's fair when you play in this game of war
Can't be scared face it head on buckle up
Want my position then prepare for the collision
Count 'em out line 'em up knock 'em down

Even when they expect you to fall

A flag at half stand means nothing at all

Stare through my Balenciaga sipping on Henny

I swear to god nothing can break or bend me
If you're not with me now
Then you're against me
Who are you to judge

In this city of love

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming
***Lyrics are from third-parties***

Artist:
Written by:D.P. Stehr/A. Moore/T.A. Thomas/R. Wheeler

Light a match let it burn

Smell the essence of exquisite herbs

We are all products of the earth

Just to grow we need a little dirt

When you're winning they pay attention
When you're walking through the struggle
They'll never mention ya
Keep the grass real low so you can see the snakes
That you've been through the fire
You know what it takes
Count 'em out line 'em up knock 'em down

Even when they expect you to fall

A flag at half stand means nothing at all

Stare through my Balenciaga sipping on Henny

I swear to god nothing can break or bend me
What you know about Basques or riding Bentleys
Who are you to judge

In this city of love

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming
What's giants when you know
You've got just one stone to throw
You gotta fight

When you're hungry for it all
You know you got an appetite

Nothing's fair when you play in this game of war
Can't be scared face it head on buckle up
Want my position then prepare for the collision
Count 'em out line 'em up knock 'em down

Even when they expect you to fall

A flag at half stand means nothing at all

Stare through my Balenciaga sipping on Henny

I swear to god nothing can break or bend me
If you're not with me now
Then you're against me
Who are you to judge

In this city of love

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming

When were only just American dreaming


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