Da Mac

Da Mac 
[Intro]
Yeah…
Maxton, North Carolina.
Where the road dust stick to your jeans
and everybody know your momma name.
Look—
[Hook] 
Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town (that’s my town),
We played ball just to drown out the sound (out the sound).
But the streets still called when the sun went down,
Survival was the focus, had to hold it down.
Posted at the pool hall, posted at the Minute Shop,
Dreams in my pocket, prayin’ they don’t drop.
Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town—
Survival was the focus, had to hold it down.
[Verse 1] 
Grew up in the south where the nights get quiet,
But the problems get loud when the money get tight.
Front porch talk, cousins runnin’ up the lane,
Same two stories, different names, same pain.
Dirt road summers, shoes scuffed, heart tough,
Tryna be a kid but the world ain’t let up.
A hoop in the yard, gym lights in the fall,
We ran them drills like it could save us all.
Coach said “focus,” mama said “pray,”
I said “one day,” but the bills said “today.”
And it’s love in the town, but it come with a cost,
You either learn quick… or you get lost.
[Pre-Hook]
Ayy, small place, big weight,
Every choice feel like fate.
We just tryna live—no extras, no breaks,
Tryna make it out without losin’ our faith.
[Hook]
Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town (that’s my town),
We played ball just to drown out the sound (out the sound).
But the streets still called when the sun went down,
Survival was the focus, had to hold it down.
Posted at the pool hall, posted at the Minute Shop,
Dreams in my pocket, prayin’ they don’t drop.
Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town—
Survival was the focus, had to hold it down.
[Verse 2]
Posted at the pool hall, chalk dust on the cue,
Old heads talk slick, tell you what you gotta do.
Minute Shop corner, watchin’ cars creep by,
Tryna read the night like a map in the sky.
Everybody got a hustle, everybody got a scar,
Some folks had a plan, some folks had a yard.
We ain’t glamorize it—nah, we just survived,
Tryna keep the lights on and the spirits alive.
Ball was my getaway, net sound like peace,
But the street got a whisper that don’t never cease.
“Come get this quick,” “come take this route,”
And you learn real fast what pressure about.
So I chose my steps like the floor was thin glass,
One wrong move and your future in the past.
[Bridge]
And I still love that town—yeah, I do, no lie,
Even when it felt like hope was hard to find.
’Cause it built my backbone, put grit in my walk,
Made me learn silence… made me learn talk.
[Final Hook] 
Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town (that’s my town),
We played ball just to drown out the sound (out the sound).
But the streets still called when the sun went down,
Survival was the focus, had to hold it down.
Posted at the pool hall, posted at the Minute Shop,
Dreams in my pocket, prayin’ they don’t drop.
Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town—
Survival was the focus… had to hold it down.

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Da Mac [Intro] Yeah… Maxton, North Carolina. Where the road dust stick to your jeans and everybody know your momma name. Look— [Hook] Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town (that’s my town), We played ball just to drown out the sound (out the sound). But the streets still called when the sun went down, Survival was the focus, had to hold it down. Posted at the pool hall, posted at the Minute Shop, Dreams in my pocket, prayin’ they don’t drop. Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town— Survival was the focus, had to hold it down. [Verse 1] Grew up in the south where the nights get quiet, But the problems get loud when the money get tight. Front porch talk, cousins runnin’ up the lane, Same two stories, different names, same pain. Dirt road summers, shoes scuffed, heart tough, Tryna be a kid but the world ain’t let up. A hoop in the yard, gym lights in the fall, We ran them drills like it could save us all. Coach said “focus,” mama said “pray,” I said “one day,” but the bills said “today.” And it’s love in the town, but it come with a cost, You either learn quick… or you get lost. [Pre-Hook] Ayy, small place, big weight, Every choice feel like fate. We just tryna live—no extras, no breaks, Tryna make it out without losin’ our faith. [Hook] Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town (that’s my town), We played ball just to drown out the sound (out the sound). But the streets still called when the sun went down, Survival was the focus, had to hold it down. Posted at the pool hall, posted at the Minute Shop, Dreams in my pocket, prayin’ they don’t drop. Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town— Survival was the focus, had to hold it down. [Verse 2] Posted at the pool hall, chalk dust on the cue, Old heads talk slick, tell you what you gotta do. Minute Shop corner, watchin’ cars creep by, Tryna read the night like a map in the sky. Everybody got a hustle, everybody got a scar, Some folks had a plan, some folks had a yard. We ain’t glamorize it—nah, we just survived, Tryna keep the lights on and the spirits alive. Ball was my getaway, net sound like peace, But the street got a whisper that don’t never cease. “Come get this quick,” “come take this route,” And you learn real fast what pressure about. So I chose my steps like the floor was thin glass, One wrong move and your future in the past. [Bridge] And I still love that town—yeah, I do, no lie, Even when it felt like hope was hard to find. ’Cause it built my backbone, put grit in my walk, Made me learn silence… made me learn talk. [Final Hook] Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town (that’s my town), We played ball just to drown out the sound (out the sound). But the streets still called when the sun went down, Survival was the focus, had to hold it down. Posted at the pool hall, posted at the Minute Shop, Dreams in my pocket, prayin’ they don’t drop. Three stoplights, dirt roads, that’s my town— Survival was the focus… had to hold it down.

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