Street Story Telling | Boudreaux 🎶| Jace Crosby | 🎵

This is a street story telling original song made by suno please like and subscribe if you like what you hear the lyrics go as follows: *PINE* *[Intro]* (Yeah...) Late nights... Windows fogged... Louisiana... *[Hook]* Hotbox the GMC, windows can't see inside, Smokin' on pine while my dreams keep gettin' high. They said I'd never make it, now they watch me rise, I level up every season while the doubters decline. Backroads all night, headlights cut the sky, Same day ones with me, never switched sides. Started from the bottom, now the view look fine, Still smell like pine when it's victory time. *[Verse]* Cruisin' through the parish, tires hummin' on the road, Every mile another chapter, every scar another code. They laughed when I was broke, now they askin' how it grew, I just kept my head down, did what I had to do. Fog on the glass, speakers shake the frame, Every setback only added fuel to the flame. Never chased the hype, I was buildin' every day, Now the whole town knowin' everybody say my name. *[Hook]* Hotbox the GMC, windows can't see inside, Smokin' on pine while my dreams keep gettin' high. They said I'd never make it, now they watch me rise, I level up every season while the doubters decline. Backro *PINE* *[Intro]* (Yeah...) Late nights... Windows fogged... Louisiana... *[Hook]* Hotbox the GMC, windows can't see inside, Smokin' on pine while my dreams keep gettin' high. They said I'd never make it, now they watch me rise, I level up every season while the doubters decline. Backroads all night, headlights cut the sky, Same day ones with me, never switched sides. Started from the bottom, now the view look fine, Still smell like pine when it's victory time. *[Verse]* Cruisin' through the parish, tires hummin' on the road, Every mile another chapter, every scar another code. They laughed when I was broke, now they askin' how it grew, I just kept my head down, did what I had to do. Fog on the glass, speakers shake the frame, Every setback only added fuel to the flame. Never chased the hype, I was buildin' every day, Now the whole town knowin' everybody say my name. *[Hook]* Hotbox the GMC, windows can't see inside, Smokin' on pine while my dreams keep gettin' high. They said I'd never make it, now they watch me rise, I level up every season while the doubters decline. Backroads all night, headlights cut the sky, Same day ones with me, never switched sides. Started from the bottom, now the view look fine, Still smell like pine when it's victory time. *[Outro]* Still smell like pine... Still on the grind... They decline... I rise... #suno