931

931 IS WHERE I’M FROM [Intro] [Hook] 931 is where I’m from, where the backroads run Where you learn real young you better stand on what you done Small-town lights, big-time dreams, still the same old sun If you hear that Tennessee in my voice, you know where I’m from 931, 931 Put it on my name, that’s where I’m from 931, 931 Ain’t gotta say much, they already know where I’m from [Verse 1] Raised where the gravel turn black when the rain come down Where everybody know everybody three towns around Where a handshake mean something, don’t need no contract And if you owe somebody words, better make sure you back that Old truck, cracked dash, gas light blinkin’ Couple dollars in my pocket, still somehow I’m thinkin’ One day I’ma make it, but I ain’t gotta leave ‘Cause there’s gold in these hills if you know what to see I done worked long days with the sweat in my eyes Watched good people struggle just to keep shit alive Seen folks leave town swearin’ they ain’t comin’ back Then come home years later still callin’ it home like that This ain’t Hollywood, ain’t polished, ain’t pretty But give me these roads over any damn city I got Tennessee blood in the way that I talk Got a lifetime of stories in the way that I walk [Hook] 931 is where I’m from, where the backroads run Where you learn real young you better stand on what you done Small-town lights, big-time dreams, still the same old sun If you hear that Tennessee in my voice, you know where I’m from 931, 931 Put it on my name, that’s where I’m from 931, 931 Ain’t gotta say much, they already know where I’m from [Verse 2] Middle Tennessee, but I ain’t claimin’ no fame I’m just another blue-collar motherfucker makin’ a name Hands got scars, jeans got grease Had to learn how to hustle when there wasn’t no piece That’s that kind of shit But it built every piece of the man that I am I know every turn where the pavement gets jammed Every little spot where the old trucks sit Where the creek runs cold and the stars shine bitch And a bonfire can turn into an all-nightwr just give me 2 blunts and a lighter We ain’t rich, but we rich in the ways that we bout Got a few good friends that’ll show when it counts And I ain’t gotta fake no image for a crowd I’m proud of where I’m from, and I’ll say that shit loud [Bridge] From the holler to the highway From the porch to the byway To the dreams I’m tryna chase I [Final Hook] 931 is where I’m from, where the backroads run Where you learn real young you better stand on what you done Small-town lights, big-time dreams, still the same old sun If you hear that Tennessee in my voice, you know where I’m from 931, 931 That’s the place that made me, that’s where I’m from 931, 931 You can take me out the South, but you can’t take the South from me [Outro] Yeah… Nine-three-one. That’s more than a number. That’s home. That’s where I’m from.