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Dirt Road Mansions

 

Dirt Road Mansions


I keep my, I keep my, I keep my, I keep my, I keep my, I keep my, I keep my, I keep my...

I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
Since I first listened to 50
That shit been keeping me busy
Can't keep the mud off my Timberlands
Or that dirt off my jeans
Don't care what town you grew up in
If all your money is greed

I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
Since I first listened to 50
That shit been keeping me busy
Can't keep the mud off my Timberlands
Or that dirt off my jeans
Don't care what town you grew up in
If all your money is greed

There ain't a single place in my county I can't get home on the back road
Cup of Starbucks but I chew tobacco
Talk about a contrast I ain't even got Comcast
[?]
In a Carhartt I hear breaking hearts
Wearing dress pants and some Nikes
And some Timberlands with the white teeth
And some baggy shorts put me on the court
[?]
Drink way too early that's a false start
Like a Saturday up at the Walmart
They got crazy lines

I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
Since I first listened to 50
That shit been keeping me busy
Can't keep the mud off my Timberlands
Or that dirt off my jeans
Don't care what town you grew up in
If all your money is greed

I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
Since I first listened to 50
That shit been keeping me busy
Can't keep the mud off my Timberlands
Or that dirt off my jeans
Don't care what town you grew up in
If all your money is greed

Yeah worry less live more
That's one thing that I been sure of
Couple things that I've been short of
Being broke is something I been bored of
10-4 copy that I had to slow it down so I could speed it up
If I wanted less I wouldn't need as much
Got no expenses but legal stuff
And I see a girl that I'm not a fan of
Awkward moments like George Costanza
Smiling laughing you ain't used to like me
And I pretty much tell her "Fuck You" politely
My girl got a sense of fashion
But throws some sweats on to join me camping
And we might not see The Hamptons
But we know dirt roads full of mansions

I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
Since I first listened to 50
That shit been keeping me busy
Can't keep the mud off my Timberlands
Or that dirt off my jeans
Don't care what town you grew up in
If all your money is greed

I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
Since I first listened to 50
That shit been keeping me busy
Can't keep the mud off my Timberlands
Or that dirt off my jeans
Don't care what town you grew up in
If all your money is greed

I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city
I keep my heart in the country
I let my soul in the city

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