Front Porch

I'm on the front porch selling cocaine
In a rockin' chair my granddaddy made
I'm just trying to get paid
I wonder if he sees us doing so bad
And I'm trying to get the things my family never had

In a one-light town, every kid grew up to have the same job as his dad
You were throwing tires at the plant
Or working for the man under contract with Uncle Sam
In my high school years, I would think about
The life I'd lead after dropping out
I'd be the man on the streets people speak about
But never did a damn thing to achieve it now

Ain't nobody told me to follow my dreams
I don't wanna be here, but I'll probably never leave, never leave

I'm on the front porch selling cocaine
In a rockin' chair my granddaddy made
I'm just trying to get paid
I wonder if he sees us doing so bad
And I'm trying to get the things my family never had

You know I got 25 lighters on my dresser
Yes sir, everyone's got its own damn name
Boy, there ain't no honor amongst thieves
When you're running in the streets, backstabbing is a part of the game
I spent the last ten years in and out of jail
And my baby mama says, I can ride in hell
If I ain't a little lit, then I'm not myself
I need a nice cold beer and a shot of well

Ain't nobody told me to follow my dreams
I don't wanna be here, but I know I'll never leave

I'm on the front porch selling cocaine
In that rockin' chair my granddaddy made
I'm just trying to get paid
I wonder if he sees us doing so bad
I'm trying to give my family all I've never had

I'm on the front porch selling cocaine
In a rockin' chair my granddaddy made
I'm just trying to get paid
I wonder if he sees us doing so bad
And I'm trying to get the things my family never had