My Side of Town

Come on, Kal (Troy Taylor, you the G.O.A.T.) I'm from a town nobody knows Cuban links, mouths full of gold Where the gators lurk and the gangsters roam All on my side of town In the backwoods with a Backwoods (yup) Got the gang with me, up to no good Every time I come down, man, it's all love And they'll ride for your boy, so I'm insured Dirt bikes ridin' down an open road Turn 18, jumpin' off of that porch No red lights, all we know is go On my side of town I'm from a town nobody knows Cuban links, mouths full of gold Where the gators lurk and the gangsters roam All on my side of town (My side) Rims on an old-school, goin' full speed Where the countryside and the projects meet If you're lookin' for me, you know where I'll be I'm on my side of town (my side) Might keep a tool in the tool box And I keep George on the boombox And I got drip like a juice box And when I was coming up, I kept my money in a shoe box Scrape change to go to Miss Johnnie Mae's (yes, sir) Goin' to the park for a basketball game Tryna get crib for your Mama one day With a whole lot of land and a boat on a lake Dirt bikes ridin' down an open road Turn 18, jumpin' off of that porch No red lights, all we know is go On my side of town I'm from a town nobody knows Cuban links, mouths full of gold Where the gators lurk and the gangsters roam All on my side of town (my side) Rims on an old-school, goin' full speed Where the countryside and the projects meet If you're lookin' for me, you know where I'll be I'm on my side of town (my side) Come on down, have a look and you'll see Boy, 'round here, ain't a damn thing sweet 'Cept that girls we love and the tea we drink All on my side of town Yeah I ain't grow up with no neighbors, grew up in-between two fields I remember pickin' Daddy up from workin' at that mill 13, tryna sneak a sip, like Zebco, I keep it real Down here, you get a whip then throw some D's on that bih Tailgate, lunch break, that's the way you get it in And don't come 'cross that county line unless you tryna throw some hands Only tickets I pay is at a football game Town might be small, but that shotgun ain't, hey Dirt bikes ridin' down an open road Turn 18, jumpin' off of that porch No red lights, all we know is go On my side of town I'm from a town nobody knows Cuban links, mouths full of gold Where the gators lurk and the gangsters roam All on my side of town (my side) Rims on an old-school, goin' full speed Where the countryside and the projects meet If you're lookin' for me, you know where I'll be I'm on my side of town (my side) Come on down, have a look and you'll see Boy, 'round here, ain't a damn thing sweet 'Cept that girls we love and the tea we drink All on my side of town (my side)