Straight Outta Thomson

Yeah

Straight outta Thomson

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Let’s go

Came up off Highway 78

Red dirt roads, dirty plates

Auntie yelling “boy, say grace”

Stomach rumbling anyway

Corner store chips, blue Faygo

Hand-me-down Js, split Play-Doh

Mama said “pray,” I laid low

Dreams too big for that K-4

Band room drums, I learned pace

Bleachers my stage, no showcase

Coach said “run,” I ran plays

Still wrote rhymes in my math space

Country boy talk, city brain

Sunburned skin, big hunger pain

Everybody said “stay in your lane”

I said “watch me change the whole thing”

I’m straight outta Thomson

Dust on my forces, heart still glossy

Turn that pressure into profit, yeah I own it

Came from the bottom, now I’m locked in

I’m straight outta Thomson

They talk loud, but they move so cautious

Made from the struggle, can’t knock it, I’m solid

Every scar I got, yeah, I flaunt it

Straight outta Thomson (Thomson)

Granddaddy porch, old blue chair

Told me “boy, don’t die out here”

Keep your word, keep God near

Keep your circle small and clear

Saw my cousins chase quick highs

Saw my brother chase quick fines

I was tryna chase big lines

Pen to the pad like lifelines

Field days turned into field work

Hot sun, back hurt, red dirt

That pain made my chest perk

Rap turned healing from that hurt

Now they streaming what I say

Same kids from the bus hallway

Used to clown me every day

Now they quote my words like they pray

I’m straight outta Thomson

Dust on my forces, heart still glossy

Turn that pressure into profit, yeah I own it

Came from the bottom, now I’m locked in

I’m straight outta Thomson

They talk loud, but they move so cautious

Made from the struggle, can’t knock it, I’m solid

Every scar I got, yeah, I flaunt it

Straight outta Thomson (yeah, yeah)

From the trailers to the tracks

From the whispers to the claps

They said “boy, you ain’t all that”

I said “watch me take it back”

From the pine trees to the shows

From the small town to the globe

Wherever these laces go

You gon’ hear it in my flow—

I’m straight outta Thomson

Dust on my forces, heart still glossy

Turn that pressure into profit, yeah I own it

Came from the bottom, now I’m locked in

I’m straight outta Thomson

They talk loud, but they move so cautious

Made from the struggle, can’t knock it, I’m solid

Every scar I got, yeah, I flaunt it

Straight outta Thomson (Thomson)