Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pine fence leanin' by the corner store
Mama on the shift, I still want more
Red dirt on my boots, chain link shine
Same old block, but the hill is mine
Parked by the lot with the trunk half-bass
Door cracked open, got a whole-town pace
They hear my drawl, then they hear that snap
Black grass growin' where the tall boys rap
[Pre-Chorus]
Say I don't fit?
Watch me prove it
Mud on my name
Still I move it
Two-step prayer
In a hard-luck scene
My back porch dreams
Got a big-screen beam
[Chorus]
Black grass, black grass
I'm the one they can't classify
Black grass, black grass
Better country than you alibi
Black grass, black grass
From the block to the county line
Black grass, black grass
Yeah, I make this sound mine
[Verse 2]
Granddaddy taught me how to tune that string
Mama taught me how to make pain sing
Church fan slappin' in the summer heat
Window down, let the gravel beat
I got mud in the boots, pride in the chest
Small-town talk, but I outshine the rest
They say "that boy don't look like this lane"
I say "watch me turn their rules to flame"
[Pre-Chorus]
Say I don't fit?
Watch me prove it
Mud on my name
Still I move it
Two-step prayer
In a hard-luck scene
My back porch dreams
Got a big-screen beam
[Chorus]
Black grass, black grass
I'm the one they can't classify
Black grass, black grass
Better country than you alibi
Black grass, black grass
From the block to the county line
Black grass, black grass
Yeah, I make this sound mine
[Bridge]
From the porch to the pavement
I kept my own name
They can keep their little boxes
I came to change the frame
Old soul, new steel
Same blood, new road
I been carrying two worlds
And I let 'em both show
[Chorus]
Black grass, black grass
I'm the one they can't classify
Black grass, black grass
Better country than you alibi
Black grass, black grass
From the block to the county line
Black grass, black grass
Yeah, I make this sound mine
Style
country trap with half-time 808sdusty banjo plucksand snapped claps; verse rides low and talk-sungpre-chorus strips to banjo and handclapschorus lands with stacked hook vocals and a sliding steel-guitar answer. add vinyl crackleshort risersand porch-rail ad-libs. mix is grittybrightand wide.hip hopcountryrap
Prompt
Black grass, rap, trap black man. A song about me living in the hood and still make country rap, I'm black and make better country music than y'all. Country back grass trap song, hip hop country
Credits
Prompt by
MistyOrbit557
MistyOrbit557GeneratedMay 7, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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