Track · Apr 17, 2026 · English

Raised On Red, White & Mud

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3:12

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Back road heartbeat

Dust on our shoes

Little man ridin'

Got nothin' to prove (yeah)

[Verse 1]

Ball cap sideways

Boots on the floor

He say, "Dad, where we goin'?"

I say, "Everywhere, boy" (let's ride)

Flag on the mailbox

Flag at the game

He know every color

He know every name

Big trucks, loud pipes

Tailgate throne

We sing off-key

But we right at home

[Chorus]

That's my boy, that's my blood

Raised on red, white and mud

Hands on the bars, heart full of trust

Just me and my son and this beat-up truck

Through the fields, through the rain

Through the wild, through the pain

Ain't scared of nothin', just the man he’ll become

Yeah, that's my boy, that's my son

[Verse 2]

Dirt bike idlin'

Gravel in the air

He got that wild grin

Wind in his hair (woo)

Sunburnt Sundays

Late-night drives

Teaching him prayers

And how to change tires

Phone full of pictures

Of him and that flag

Boot prints, backroads

Dust on the tags

He say, "Am I tough?"

I say, "More than you know"

'Cause your heart stay soft

While your backbone grow

[Chorus]

That's my boy, that's my blood

Raised on red, white and mud

Hands on the bars, heart full of trust

Just me and my son and this beat-up truck

Through the fields, through the rain

Through the wild, through the pain

Ain't scared of nothin', just the man he’ll become

Yeah, that's my boy, that's my son

[Bridge]

One day he’ll drive

And I’ll ride along

He’ll turn that key

I’ll hear our song (oh yeah)

From first little ride

To his own set of keys

Every mile we take

Is a memory

[Chorus]

That's my boy, that's my blood

Raised on red, white and mud

Hands on the bars, heart full of trust

Just me and my son and this beat-up truck

Through the fields, through the rain

Through the wild, through the pain

Thank God every day for the man he’ll become

Yeah, that's my boy, that's my son

Style

rapcountry-trap crossover with male vocalshalf-sung hook and gritty rap verses. mid-tempo bounce over 808s and twangy guitar pluckslayered with subtle banjo chops. chorus gets wide with stacked harmonies and sub-heavy kickverses stay tight and percussive. occasional ad-lib echoes and drops to let key lines hitending on a proudanthemic hook.hip hopcountry

Prompt

my son I love, family, American flag, big trucks dirt bikes, all the adventures, Dont use the word chrome and don’t talk about car seats or hitting jumps. He’s not a baby. country, trap, rap, hip hop

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Sniper_Music

GeneratedApr 17, 2026

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