Livin' low class
We just white trash
We get broke glass
And they get green grass
Across them train tracks
Across them train tracks
We try so hard
And we do so bad
To go so far
But we can't look past
The goddamn train tracks
I hate those train tracks
I remember rocking top T's and baggie jeans
I remember staying up late and just bagging weed
And at a younger age,
I was unafraid
Remember mom and me kicking it on a summer day
Sometimes' the world so cold I wanna run away
I know this world gets cooler than the Hunger Games
Crashed on couches, and slept on floors
And I always had a crush on the girl next-door
But to tell y'all the truth
I never tried to holler though
Hid my lack of self-confidence behind a lot of jokes
Thought I'd never make it out my situation
I was bound by so many stipulations
Livin' low class
We just white trash
We get broke glass
And they get green grass
Across them train tracks
Across them train tracks
We try so hard
And we do so bad
To go so far
But we can't look past
The goddamn train tracks
I hate those train tracks
Life get hard
But we just came harder
Spent some time in the gutter
Like the rain water
A lost soul
I was born and rambled
Woke up one day, my life was in shambles
Ain't afraid to gamble
Put it all on the line
This neighbourhood ain't shit,
but I'm callin' it mine
?? call it trippin' on a rent
Got a baby on the way with a chick that I ain't with
And my momma needs some payin' bills
She said she's feeling pain
I gotta hustle, y'all
I don't know no other way
On these train tracks starin' at the other side
I'll make it over there one day
That's on my mother's life
Livin' low class
We just white trash
We get broke glass
And they get green grass
Across them train tracks
Across them train tracks
We try so hard
And we do so bad
To go so far
But we can't look past
The goddamn train tracks
I hate those train tracks
Between a rock and a hard place
I'm bombed with a court case
The beers at the house, we're past due
Ankle bracelet with a curfew
What a cut of daughter need to use the bathroom
What can I do?
Goddamn
Loyal one, ten wrecks
Whistleblowin' and I'm standing on the train tracks
All on the line, just a matter of time
Before the chickets come home and the eggs hatch
Got 'em all in one basket underneath the bed
With a banger and a ski mask
'cause I'm ready
Grass look greener over there
So I pull in the jar and park the chevy
I'm here now
So hard
So bad
So far
Look past
The train tracks
I hate those train tracks
So hard
So bad
So far
Look past
The train tracks
Ooooooh
Livin' low class
We just white trash
We get broke glass
And they get green grass
Across them train tracks
Across them train tracks
We try so hard
And we do so bad
To go so far
But we can't look past
The goddamn train tracks
I hate those train tracks

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