I'm from the South

Welcome to the bottom of the map where we had to get it in

Sweating like a sumbitch hotter than a frying pan

With some chicken in the grease crock bull off the leash

Steady working like a dog till we make them ends meet

Pig feet we ain't tryna cull nothin hell naw

All you other brothers frontin guess I come to tell y'all

I was country when the country wasn't cool fool

Now they coming out the woodworks who knew

That the country is the city and the city is the country

Yea I'm reaching down deep that's why the real ones love me

Ain't it funny how the thugs done came out

I was trapping i was hunting out the same house

I'm from the South

Where them cotton fields grow

And we check em if they actin like a hoe

Bitch I'm from the South

Yes sir yes ma'am nothing before God or the fam

I'm from the South

Sweet tea and some gravy

Pray for the ones who really hate me

Bitch I'm from the South

Where we love each other

Never turn our back on another

I'm from the South

Watch your mouth

Stay your ass out my yard

Lotta people talkin tough but they internet hard

When you pull up to the crib it's a one way

With the world the way it is that's some gun play

I ain't hoping I whoop your ass cause my daughter gotta live

I suggest you never ever try to bring it to the crib

Peace with some sweet tea how we really want it

Front porch ch ch chillin in the breeze doggonit

We been on it like flies on shit

Wake up early for the worm gettin it

We love to help others we was raised in the church

Know just how to make it work cause we came up out the dirt

I'm from the South

Where them cotton fields grow

And we check em if they actin like a hoe

Bitch I'm from the South

Yes sir yes ma'am nothing before God or the fam

I'm from the South

Sweet tea and some gravy

Pray for the ones who really hate me