born and raised in the sticks

Lyrics

we just some country boys raised on the dirt roads, i drive a jacked up truck and it rolls coal, keep a cooler in the back and they ice cold, and when we rap you can say that we have a nice flow, i keep a shotgun i keep a rifle, i keep the pedal to the metal and it might blow, and when we come to your town we throw a night show, born and raised in the sticks ain't that right bro, born and raised in the sticks like my ancestors, i keep a tight grip on the winchester, you don't really wanna go and test her, you gon' mess around get yourself hurt, got a cooler in the back and i fill it with ice, sittin' up tall and i'm lookin' real nice, so wave at her, say how y'all doin', hop in the back lets get this thing movin', dez on the back and the back of the saddle, thrash on the beat make the windows rattle, peddle to the metal and i think i might blow, ain't nobody really wanna touch my flow, but keep the beat goin' if you will mistro, they tell me that i'm sick and i tell them i know, i roll with my super crew, i'm leavin' tracks on the roof of your subaru, i got the dust flyin' and i got the mud slingin', i'ma be out here tonight for all i'm thinkin', yeah and i keep it rollin', hangin' out the corners and drive it like i stole it, holdin' the pump shotgun out the window, with my left hand, speakers blowin' yes man, you couldn't meditate to a better state than the peach state, if you was raised here then you can relate, we're proud of where we come from take it to the bank, i'ma grab a cane pole and take it to the banks, of the river just chillen' with the fellas, i'm reelin' in one just make the boys jealous, i caught my limit in about an hour or so, i head back to the sticks down that old dirt road, yeah yes sir we're some country boys, trucks from all in the south are gonna bump this noise, come on, we just some country boys raised on the dirt roads, i drive a jacked up truck and it rolls coal, keep the cooler in the back and they ice cold, and when we rap you can say that we have a nice flow, i keep a shotgun i keep a rifle, i keep the pedal to the metal and it might blow, and then we come to your town we throw a night show, born and raised in the sticks ain't that right bro, jawga boys, and we love the south and everything it's all about, big fields, dirt roads, an accent coming out my mouth, i can't change the way that i live or where i came from just can't be done, i'm the kind of guy that might try to find another place to shot his gun, we like trucks we like beer and some of us make stuff that's clear, when it comes to shootin' big bucks and deer don't believe everything you hear, some of these folks like to tell a lie or two man that's how they do, well i'm the kind of guy that's gonna try and find if you're tellin' me the truth, drivin' down the dirt roads kickin' up dust swerving to miss the ruts, with a country girl by my side who likes to ride in a jacked up truck, it's what i love, it's how i live, and i'm always gonna keep it for real, if you've ever been around me then you know the deal i pop seals on beers, that's right we live our life way back here in the sticks, and you find out it ain't right and it ain't right to come out here and start some shit, 'cause you'll end up in a bad situation, no hesitation when i get impatient, but we also look to the sky and pray for a great destination, we just some country boys raised on the dirt roads, i drive a jacked up truck and it rolls coal, keep the cooler in the back and they ice cold, and when we rap you can say that we have a nice flow, i keep a shotgun i keep a rifle, i keep the pedal to the metal and it might blow, and then we come to your town we throw a night show, born and raised in the sticks ain't that right bro