Necks Too Red

Neck too red My neck's too red They said, my neck's too red Yeah, they said, my dream was a dead end They said, people like me don't trend, said my slang won't ever get aired They said, my neck was too red Neck too red, boy, your neck's too red My neck's too red My town 90 percent white, blame God for my Southern roots Thank Him also 'cause I got the juice, leavin' marks all on these music dudes Like burnouts do with a 302, we them, we them, we them holler boys Tatted-up, missin' teeth and scars, gang shit off the front, boy Grew up on a blow torch, we didn't know no Scott Storch All we knew was Highland Rim, case of beer and some race cars Alpha male with the straight bars, Dixie made me do it like I do And if you got a problem with my side of town, just know we ain't finna budge for you They said, my neck's too red Yeah, they said, my dream was a dead end They said, people like me don't trend, said my slang won't ever get aired They said, my neck was too red Neck too red, boy, your neck's too red My neck's too red They gon' have to wait 'til I die, I done made it up too high With this system, I won't comply, no rich folks can bribe me with rides I done bought 'em all, left 'em in a field, shit, my daily-driver is a rat rod The day I's born in Music City is the day that mainstream got outlawed Give the Devil death stares, I ain't never scared Roll with me or without me, either way, I'm still here Yeah, I'm still here, goin' on like ten years Up-mother-motherfuckin'-church, 615 'til I'm outta here They said, my neck's too red Yeah, they said, my dream was a dead end They said, people like me don't trend, said my slang won't ever get aired They said, my neck was too red Neck too red, boy, your neck's too red My neck's too red