I've been riding around with the stars to look at cause I've been through the struggle
And never looked back
Country side, I'm in my truck so you know I'm bumpin' Waylon Jennings, or Johnny Cash
Turn it up to the max, no police sirens around cause they know the tags
Yeah, they expired, so what I'm drivin, daring someone to come tread on these tracks
I'm anywhere but between, the higher I get, the more jealous they seem
Lookin' like I'm on a level where they get a shovel and try to dig dirt up by any means
Fuck do you mean? I've been underneath, still playin' dirty outside with the mud on my jeans
That's part of my genes, D.O.B. date of birth, for the record, bitch, I write what I bleed
I rightfully speak for these country boys, treadin' these tires all the way to hollers and creeks
That struggle to make it happen, blue collar workers, now I got a scholar from rappin
Went to a nine to five job to a 24-hour shift and bitch, we made that happen
Neck is more red than grab on both legs and zero turn me, sit down or go ahead
Oh yeah, oh yeah, looked in the mirror, seen you in the rear
My reflection been reflectin' the high elevation you struggle to taking the stairs
Wings are flyin' higher when I'm wavin' by ya, I'm the eagle, don't you try to compare
Bare minimum effort, we're layin' down records, I'm lion hearted with the food that I stare
I'll leave with the evidence, as soon as I'm gone, I bet you I'll still be so relevant
Get to the pearly gates, up in heaven, I'm still burnin' tires for wheels for the hell of it
Never been tired of climbin, the underdogs multiplyin' when we de-pack the lions
I'm still makin' noise but I'm movin' in silence to get what I need to respect when I'm climbin
Oh yeah, oh yeah, never look back cause it's my year
Underdog season that most of y'all fear, I did it with blood, sweat, and tears for my peers
Oh yeah, oh yeah, never look back cause it's my year
Underdog season that most of y'all fear, I did it with blood, sweat, and tears for my peers
I've been riding around with the stars to look at cause I've been through the struggle
And never looked back
Country side, I'm in my truck so you know I'm bumpin' Waylon Jennings, or Johnny Cash
Turn it up to the max, no police sirens around cause they know the tags
Yeah, they expired, so what I'm drivin, daring someone to come tread on these tracks
I've been riding around with the stars to look at cause I've been through the struggle
And never looked back
Country side, I'm in my truck so you know I'm bumpin' Waylon Jennings, or Johnny Cash
Turn it up to the max, no police sirens around cause they know the tags
Yeah, they expired, so what I'm drivin, daring someone to come tread on these tracks