[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
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A superhero in the flesh
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Even at my worst, I'm the best
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For the finish, I stretch
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When they advance me this check
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Coulda bought my way to heaven but I blow it on my neck instead
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What you expect when you ain't have shit
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And they ain't paying half of what you asking
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Couldn't even see the pussy even if it's Cassie
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Lot of hoes are down for taking pictures cause you're flashy
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You can't even imagine, maybe Kim Kardashian
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Number one song and a Grammy, now I'm smashing
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Maserati crashing, swerving through the traffic
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Wrap it 'round a pole, sell a mil off the tragedy
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I defy gravity
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Flyer than I half to be
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Talking to the Lord
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"I can't stay, who gon' save hip hop after me?"
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It's like a torn ACL to an athlete
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Boobie Miles, Friday Lights, capture me
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In my hometown
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[Hook:]
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Can't seat it, can't seat it ('round my hometown)
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Third coast representer, Mississippi sipping fam (memories are fresh)
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Can't seat it, can't seat it ('round my hometown)
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Third coast representer, Mississippi sipping fam (ooh, the people I've met)
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300, 300, my stomping ground (are the wonders of my world)
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300, 300, my stomping ground (are the wonders of my world)
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300, 300, my stomping ground (are the wonders of this world)
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Can't seat it, M-Town, Hometown Hero (are the wonders and now)
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[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
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Alabama homie, I wear it like a hat
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I'm a small town boy, I'm so proud of that
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Some people leave it, they fall til they fall flat
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I just wanna bring it home, and give it all back
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Cause given all that, what's been given to me
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A successful rapper, huh?, I might as well hit the lottery
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So instead of becoming a diamond-wearing novelty
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I rock beads and buy my mama some property
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Tell the white boys in the pick up truck that Yelawolf is coming home
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For the Chevrolet dunkriders in the projects and the trailer park zones
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You might've seen my face in a couple pages in the XXL
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But if I can't walk around in my own neighborhood, then leave that shit on the shelf
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Took the keys to the old Chevelle, cause if I'm in a boat by myself
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Then everything I catch will go bad, see all I wanna do is share
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Give it away, give it away, everybody come take what you can hold now
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Gadsden, I love you, lemme introduce the world to my hometown
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.]
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It's just Ciroc in the cooler
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Not a day off, but I'm still Ferris Bueller
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Winners never lose, so how dare you confuse us
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They quote what I spit like Confucius
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He say, she say, rumors all day
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The rap game is high school, and life's a hallway
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Like what clique you in
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The Beamer or the Benz
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The Bentley or the Lambo
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Like here we go again
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Don't sit at my table
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VIP, I got this
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If you ain't popping champagne after every game then don't pop shit
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Homecoming queen with my picture in her locket
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But I know what's up with her hands in my pockets
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They love me cause my swag is so jock-ish
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Freshman year, saw her ring like I'm boxing
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You voted most likely to never ever top this
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I'm Michael Jordan, Dennis Rodman
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In my hometown
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[Hook]
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Hometown Hero (Remix)
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| Big KRIT |
