Alma Mata

Fuck it, I bet chu' wont sang

That shit onthere

Alma Mata(Alma Mata),(unh, unh) nigga' this the Alma Mata nigga'

(This the Alma Mata) Everybody raise up, raise up

(Watch out for dat' South Carolina shit)

Yeah put your hands in the air,(put your hands in the air)

(Like dis')Like dis' here, check it out

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south, shit nigga' I love it

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south, shit nigga' I love it

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south shit nigga' I love it

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south shit nigga' I love it

300 plus shawty and I love to fuck(love to fuck)

Love to smoke weed, love to get my dick suck

It's an everyday ritual, cash before em' all

Others niggas see it different but that's my call

See I ain't greedy for green, but I'mma get what I earn

And if you thinkin' any other that that then you got something to learn

I ain't cho' cotton-pickin' fool, I ain't cho' ignorant ass nigga

Smoke dope all day but rarely fuck wit' cho' liquor

See I'm far from the nigga, that sit on my ass and just complain

Mastermind offense and defense Phatz ain't neva' out tha game

Reserve the sidelines for the rookies

Ol' sissy ass wussies, ol' sissy ass pussies

Ol' triflin' ass pussies

I keep my thoughts to myself, unless' its written on paper

That should go and letta' nigga' know how much I hate cha'

I been livin' down south my nigga' all of my life

No matter how much I swing I'm always loosin' a fight

Some folks pack up and leave, but I be damn if I be(go) go

I'm tryin' to get rich quick be damn if I'mma go broke

These stereotype-ass people say fucked up shit bout' my state

When they ain't never lived in it

ain't never brought they fuck-ass my way

See in your eyes all you see is cow pastures,

and collard greens eatin' ass niggas'

Probably thank niggas' still washin' clothes

and fetchin' water out of dirty-ass creeks and rivers

Ain't no such thang man you can't judge a book by its cover

Until you seen it for yourself then you can't judge brother

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south, shit nigga' I love it

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south, shit nigga' I love it

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south, shit nigga' I love it

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south, shit nigga' I love it

See I'm country as fuck

I'm down on my luck

When the pressures on nigga', shit who can you trust

So I pour my own poison to relieve my stress

I can't make it on my own, Lord I need to be bless

It's 90 degrees in the shade, but I still feel cold

I gots this feeling, I'mma feel this way til' I'm dead and I'm gon'

But I ain't gon' let shit take me, I'mma stand up and fight

This time I got my skills together and my swing trunk-tight

So if you speakin' bout' my itty, bitty city negatively

I be guaranteed to make my shit connect so you can feel me

The south's my fuckin' home, and if you come here talkin' shit

I be damned if I leave this hoe alone, feel me bitch

I'mma buck on your ass til' your bitch ass fall

And if you come wit' mo' niggas', I'm takin' out all of y'all

Man I'm country as a mug, and proud as fuck

See once I was down, but now I'm up on my luck

They came cross plenty muthafuckas, bit off a lil' change

Don't know who in the fuck they dealin' with

Insultin'my game

I'm one of the hardest hittin' niggas' thats out on the field

Never hear me hollerin' bout' keepin' it real

What the fuck is keepin' it real?!!

"Be yourself" Daddy said,

Pist on what dem' other niggas' doin'

It's they on fuck up if they lives they ruin

Always been bad as fuck ain't no skinny-yimmy

All that animosity you pump, fuck it don't even offend me

Ambush, thats how we came

Suckas thought they was the big mountains, became the small grains

Damn right we CAROLINIANS

Got any questions?

Couldn't be a better time, I'm right here ready for discussion

Yeah I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

And I'm livin' down south, shit nigga' I love it

You feel the breeze smell shell smoke

the trees got the guts that hit the box

Handle it, push the hard rock, the hard rock

I'm country as fuck, I'm proud of it

I'm livin' down south shit nigga' I love it

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