How I was Raised (rough)
First time trying to write a song đŹ go easy on me đ Some wonât understand how I grew up how I was raised Some canât relate I wonât try to make you understand nor will I ever give a damn I could care less about how you feel I could care less about what you think But I was raised in a place that wasnât a big deal In a small town where word got around In a small town where trucks broke down In a small town where Daddy found out One on one is what were about No jumping unless you want to find out What happens when a man doesnât back down What happens when you fuck around We boys donât play around We got each others backs and thatâs a fact Never liked to fight but we always stood up for what was right Because we was raised. In. In a small town where word got around In a small town where trucks broke down In a small town where Daddy found out Yeah. Because. Tonight we gonna ride out Hit the woods Smoke the good Drink that beer Until weâre misunderstood Yeah it always feels good We ride until weâre out or needle reads E Until then you know where we will be Where the green grass grows The pines trees are tall And The trails are deep And In a small town where word got around In a small town where trucks broke down In a small town where Daddyâs found out If we was out messing around Or acting a fool Got our mouths popped for talking back Got our mouths popped for talking smack We always knew to not tell lies to always talk facts So Praise God for my small town. X3
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