Buckshot Bloodline

Intro

Yeah, it's Buckshot

Straight outta Taylorsville

Small town, big heart, uh

Verse 1

Streets ain't paved with gold, but we shine anyway

Mama workin' late shifts, daddy taught me gettin' paid

Corner store dreams in my head every single day

Family in my belt, pride on my name, never fade

Got mud on my boots, cold truth on my mind

Swangin' on the porch with my kin, passin' time

Where survival ain't a story, it's a way of the grind

Raised in red clay, roots deep, we align

Chorus

This Taylorsville blood, it's a tattooed vow

Buckshot in my veins and I ain't backin' down

Got a small town fire with a city bound sound

Ridin' for my fam, for my hood, for my crown

Verse 2

Blue collar bread, yeah, you know that's the code

Violin cryin', piano keys in the road

Dirty South slow but the East Coast mode

Drum and bass rumblin', heavy is the load

Stories in the dirt where the wild boys roam

Watchin' out my granny's porch, that's my second home

Got my uncle in the kitchen and my cousin on the phone

We all struggle but together, we never alone

Chorus

This Taylorsville blood, it's a tattooed vow

Buckshot in my veins and I ain't backin' down

Got a small town fire with a city bound sound

Ridin' for my fam, for my hood, for my crown

Verse 3

Snapback sittin' low, scars tucked in my grin

Old heads in the lot reminisce on where we been

Piano in the church, bass thump in my skin

Violin cut sharp, that's the life I attend

Concrete and red clay, mix it up in the rain

Got a hustle in my chest, pressure deep in my brain

Taylorsville taught me grit, never buckle in pain

Buckshot in the wind, still remember my name

Chorus

This Taylorsville blood, it's a tattooed vow

Buckshot in my veins and I ain't backin' down

Got a small town fire with a city bound sound

Ridin' for my fam, for my hood, for my crown

Drop

Yeah, Taylorsville on mine

Snap, trap, beatdown, borderline

Family first every single rhyme

Dirty South pride, let that flag fly high