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Lyrics
[Verse]
Mud on my boots, tire tracks in the clay
Hickory smoke, moonlight leads the way
Mason jar sippin’, got the corn mash gold
Homegrown rollin’, let the story unfold
Hound dog howlin’, echoes off the pines
Whiskey on my tongue, sweet like muscadine
The creek runs shallow, but my thoughts run deep
North Georgia nights, where the secrets keep
[Chorus]
Backroads callin’, I can’t ignore
Smoke in the air, shine pours, I want more
Got the mountains whisperin’, low and slow
This is my life, where the wild things grow
[Verse 2]
Rusty tailgate, it’s my throne tonight
Stars so bright, punchin’ holes in the night
Fireflies dancin’, they can’t outshine
The jar in my hand or the buzz in my mind
Pistol in the glove, just in case it’s rough
Out here the law man don’t play tough
Homegrown buzz, got me high as the hawks
North Georgia backroads, where the shadows talk
[Bridge]
Crickets chirp like beats in the dirt
Every sip burns, but it don’t hurt
Pine trees noddin’, they know my name
These backroads sing, it’s a holy flame
Details
GeneratedDec 7, 2025
Duration1:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
gritty, male vocals, country-rap, banjo and acoustic guitar with 808s, rap
Credits
Prompt by
RMFP
RMFPModelAria v5
Prompt
County-rap, male, north Georgia backroads, smoking on home grown drinking shine
