Way of Life (feat. The Lacs & Danny Boone)

Rowdy as they come, proud of where we from

It might be the middle of nowhere to some

But they ain't gotta like it and we don't give a damn

'Cause we ain't gonna change round here

It's a way of life

Hittin' them back roads, ridin' around with my kin folk

Ain't much change, we stay the same

Them country boys gon' maintain

We run dogs, outlaws, spot light, gig frogs

Out here these mud bogs

Sittin' high on them white walls

We jacked up and I pick up

Got a dime, holdin' my spit cup

She like it when I hit four lows

Slingin' rooster tails to the tree top

Look at her, say let's roll

She looked at me and say, "Hell yeah"

Certified country girl

You know we gon' raise Hell

And we out here still gettin' it

Backwoods still livin' it

Workin' hard for what we got

Cash flow still spendin' it

Me and my boys turn up for there

Turn up for where

Hop in the Chevy, crank it up

Hit the back road, we

Rowdy as they come

Proud of where we from

It might be the middle of nowhere to some

But they ain't gotta like it and we don't give a damn

'Cause we ain't gonna change round here

It's a way of life

Whoa (Hell, yeah)

Whoa (This ain't the city)

Whoa

Round here it's a way of life

Whoa (Hell, naw)

Whoa (Y'all ain't ready)

Whoa (Yeah)

Round here it's a way of life

It's just me and that old back road

Keep swervin' around these tall pines

Find a spot, pop a top and take a sip of that apple pie

I just love the slow pace of livin' down south

Hope I die of old age and buried right here at the house

Buddy, my bloodline, my last name

Ain't shit changed about me

With that shotgun, ain't got to aim

Keep drinkin' till I can't see

Living way back in the sticks

I'm good right here where I am

Ya'll city folks keep rollin' on

Hey, y'all ain't gotta come back

Yeah, I'm country as a blue tick

Boy, I thought I told y'all

Ain't rolling with no new chick

I'm rollin' with my road dog

Way up on past the railroad tracks

There's a road up in the back

It winds around away from town

Then dwindles down to a two path

Ridin' around them flat woods

Sippin' on that act good

We jack 'em up and jack 'em out

Ride 'em out like a Lac should

All my life I've been broke

Like white trash is a big joke

Grew up countin' them fence posts

And takin' care of our kin folk

Rowdy as they come, proud of where we from

It might be the middle of nowhere to some

But they ain't gotta like it and we don't give a damn

'Cause we ain't gonna change 'round here

It's a way of life

Whoa (Hell, yeah)

Whoa (This ain't the city)

Whoa

Round here it's a way of life

Whoa (Hell, naw)

Whoa (Y'all ain't ready)

Whoa

Round here it's a way of life

Flingin' up mud through the countryside

Tearin' up jars of that apple pie

Ain't a damn thing changed we stayin' the same

It's a country boy way of life

Kickin' up dust just me and my crew

Keg full of beer with nothin' to do

Sittin' back watchin' time fly

It's a country boy way of life

Rowdy as they come, proud of where we from

It might be the middle of nowhere to some

But they ain't gotta like it and we don't give a damn

'Cause we ain't gonna change 'round here

It's a way of life

Whoa (Hell, yeah)

Whoa (This ain't the city)

Whoa

Round here it's a way of life

Whoa (Hell, naw)

Whoa (Y'all ain't ready)

Whoa

Round here it's a way of life