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[Upchurch]
Uh
When they put me in this box, they shoulda throwed away the key
I done spit so many bars, I got construction worker teeth

Yeah, concrete on a calm beat, clear coat on the top me
Tennessean so I stomp beats, bigfoot with the hard feet
Come to my neck of the woods and I´ll flip-flop your Jeep
All the way down a big ass hill in the shit´s creek with no cell reception
If country rap is a euphemism I´m a pinnacle on an independent prism
Yeah, I got them like "How the fuck he do it? Yeah, he must be a Free Mason
Or gettin´ programmed by the Illuminati in an experimental type basements", yeah
And I´m like fuck y´all that´s my credit, not even Baphomet can come and take it
Unless he wants to be up on my wall with the rappers I killed last season

Yeah, country rap, no cap at all, unless that motherfuckers made of straw
Still sittin´ on my front porch in my underwear scratchin´ my balls

[Upchurch]
And I don´t chase fame I let the fame chase me
And I ain´t gonna change or let the change make me
And I don´t need a camera, don´t watch TV
So don´t ask me ´bout celebrities
I only celebrate for the ones like me (Ones like me)
Woah-oh, for the ones like me
I only celebrate for the ones like me (Ones like me)
Woah-oh, for the ones like me
For the ones like me

[Adam Calhoun]
You know what you lackin´? (Lackin´)
Hard work and passion (Passion)
These wack ass rappers (Huh)
Talk shit, just actin´
How you goin´ against the grain? Just askin´
We ain´t even in the same lane, you trash man
Man, kiss the hands, you don´t deserve a body bag
Fans come out to your show, they want their money back
??? cover them streams???, money
Stacked to the ceilin´, can´t see you dummy
Fuck a record deal I´d rather sit here with a beer can
Truck so high like I´m in a fuckin´ deer stand
Look at my hands, callouses, workin´
Tougher than nails, you faggots is nerds

Softer than baby shit, I´m on my crazy shit
E.S.T. 1980 bitch, until the wheels fall off
Then my hair turns gray when they put me in my grave
Bury me a G like back in 2Pac´s day
Me and Church the new version of 2Pac and Dre

[Upchurch]
And I don´t chase fame I let the fame chase me
And I ain´t gonna change or let the change make me
And I don´t need a camera, don´t watch TV
So don´t ask me ´bout celebrities
I only celebrate for the ones like me (Ones like me)
Woah-oh, for the ones like me
I only celebrate for the ones like me (Ones like me)

Woah-oh, for the ones like me
For the ones like me