[Intro] [low vocal register] Big Kev North Fort Suncoast Talk to ’em [Verse 1] Dust on my boots Rust on the mailbox leanin Mosquitoes on the porch light Pitbulls in the yard still teething Palm trees crooked Pointin at the trailer row Everybody got a record Everybody got a smoke to blow Food stamps in the ashtray Bible on the dashboard cracked Reppin that 239 Like the tat runnin down my back County road, one lane, one store One plug, one judge If you came from this mud You can feel it in the blood [Chorus] Big Kev from the Suncoast Trailer Hood North Fort Myers, yeah they know I’m up to no good Muddy boots, gold teeth, yeah I stood where you wouldn’t Say my name around here Bet they tell you that I would and I could Big Kev from the Suncoast Trailer Hood [Verse 2] Gators in the ditch But the real ones ride two feet tall Kids learnin how to fight Right before they learn to crawl Grandma in the kitchen Turnin ramen to a Sunday feast Uncle on the back lot Turnin junk into a foreign piece Sheriff ride slow Tryin to peek through the blinds at night We just killin time Stackin side jobs, stackin spite From the boat ramps To the single-wides, they know my face If I say your name It echo out across the whole place (yeah) [Chorus] [Bridge] [whispered vocals] Trailer hood baby, that’s my pride Suncoast dirt where I learned to survive Say it with your chest if you talk on mine North Fort Myers, I’m the warning sign [crescendo] I’m the one they call when it get that bad I’m the one they blame when they all get mad But I’m still right here, ten toes in the sand Big Kev, same dude, same land [Chorus]
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