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Back To My Roots

by Upchurch

Yeah
That's right
(Let the band play)

[Chorus: Big Murph]
Let's take it back to my roots
Blue collar workin' in boots
I break my neck for a check
I broke my back for the loot
I gave my all for that bag
I came up fast as a coupe
Since y'all still stuck in the past
Let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots

[Verse 1: Big Murph]
Let's take it back to the past
Bust my ass for the cash
Break my back for the stacks
Give my all for a rack
Bring my [?] cause the money I collect
Means I'm all about my bread when I see my f*cking [?]
My gun is like a bed, I'm making these [?]
Trying to play hard ball when you can't even catch
You're a rookie, call [?], over lookie
Mr. Sweet like a cookie, boy listen here lookie
I'm a [?] f*cking pro, and my [?] sittin' low
Might be higher than a crow, on some figgy ass dough
Got a wicked ass flow, let me turn it into hoes
Me and Upchurch flow tight like a string on my bow
Last [?] not a f*cking Tahoe
When you know it's gonna hit like a f*cking [?]
We'll stay on the moon like a [?]
All those [?] like my money combo
Make the green fast like the money pronto
All about my bubs like a f*cking Bronco
Tryin' to stack up my chips like a f*cking nacho
Tats on my skin like I'm f*cking Tonto
Ain't gonna quit till I'm head honcho
I'll be waiting at the track need a f*cking poncho

[Chorus: Big Murph]
Let's take it back to my roots
Blue collar workin' in boots
I break my neck for a check
I broke my back for the loot
I gave my all for that bag
I came up fast as a coupe
Since y'all still stuck in the past
Let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots

[Verse 2: Upchurch]
Cause I was raised up by them stop signs where them Cutlasses burn rubber dog
Caprice's on them 28's and truck hitches with swangin' balls
Them country boys with big old straps and wheels real fat like they named Big Snap
My under grow like NASA b*tch and plus my glove box got that bla
I'm fresh as f*ck I got the sauce, my weed blow like a broke exhaust
I'm leakin' oil all in this flame and all my boys with me in first
Ain't no shake n bake when we on the other, we get hella traction like Firestone
That Dixie weed from the roller ring got my magic wheels feelin' so gone
Cause we smoke opponents like John Wayne in the oil field with a six gun
Rewind the track and click play again, roll the windows down, burn the city up
Go flip the truck on Freeman Loop with two [?] and a Mountain Dew
Camouflage pants ain't like your shoes we're country asses that gonna come through

[Chorus: Big Murph]
Let's take it back to my roots
Blue collar workin' in boots
I break my neck for a check
I broke my back for the loot
I gave my all for that bag
I came up fast as a coupe
Since y'all still stuck in the past
Let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots
Let's take it back, let's take it back, let's take it back to my roots