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