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Florida Grown

I’m a good ol’ boy from Davie south Florida
Fishing, drinking, and hunting down women is where it all gets done
Cross that Georgia line to get some 40’s or bust
but malt liquor ain’t my thing and the weed here’s all dried up
 
I’m south bound Dixie highway, damn I hate this road
I’ts a cluster fuck of people, shit man this ain’t my home
so I must be now in the 305
 
I feel what you said to me mama
everything that you told me
Sometimes you got roam to find your home
 
In this ghetto town you really gotta know where to go
You ain’t gonna hear no honky tonk sound
all the good shits been long gone
Xanex bars, percosets, coke and a case of beer
Cause getting fucked up is what you do to take all this rap shit
 
I’m south bound Dixie highway, damn I hate this road
I’ts a cluster fuck of people, shit man this ain’t my home
Im out here now doing time, jail time.
 
I feel what you said to me mama
everything that you told me
Sometimes you got roam to find your home

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