Letra de Five Points Road

Come on

I was raised on the cane pole right and real
Grandpapa's made a name off his moonshine still
'69 Ranger is the truck my daddy drove
We go fish [?] Five Points Road
And I would get to drive the way before I had a license
I check the ash tray for cigarette buds and light 'em
I built a fire on the bank with [?] and leaves
I drank strawberry booze and [?] to eat
Girls would sneak out the house and join me if they could
Skinny swimming late at night, man it felt so good
And I'll never outlive, those memories are gold
All the ones that we made down Five Points Road

Road
Drop that tailgate
Raised dirt poor
Raised dirt poor
Road
Drop that tailgate
Raised dirt poor

And I was raised dirt poor in a single wide in the country
Grew up with nothing and tried to turn it to nothing
Everyday I thank pops for making who I am
Providing for the fam and leaning to be a man
Ain't a day went by didn't hustle for a buck
I ain't scared to get dirty and turn a wrench on a truck
I'm a modern day gentleman, a product, a son
I ain't a low life two timer son of a gun
I'ma stick to roots, stay true to my ground
Mr. Miller passed away so I'm holding it down
But I still got help with what it left me with
And that's the knowledge of the world and [?]
Every day I wake up I thank the Lord above
For this 9 to 5, I start being a thug
'Cause that's the way I was, I buried it in the mud
And now my grandpa can smile from a level above

From a level above
Raised dirt poor
Raised dirt poor
Road
Drop that tailgate
Raised dirt poor

[?] live bait and I can't wait
Going to the dam where the river turns to a lake
Got a Ford full of friends and we staying up late
Step on the parking break and drop that tailgate

Drop that tailgate
Drop that tailgate
Raised dirt poor
Raised dirt poor
Road
Drop that tailgate
Raised dirt poor