Giddy Up

Ridin round in these trenches

Don’t follow me

Standin on my business

Can’t fall asleep

40 on my waist band

They say I’m an outlaw

Smile in my face but then

Pray on my downfall

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

All day I’m in it

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

All day I’m in it

Comin from where we come from

You can get that work

Always been the one to run from

You can get that hurt

Trap lights in the city

Put me on

I been out in these streets

Way too long

You don\'t know what I been through

Only know what you see

Couldn\'t go the places I been to

Seen the things that I’ve seen

On everything gone change you

I swear at night I don\'t sleep

If I don\'t get that bag

Then my family don\'t eat

On God

Ridin round in these trenches

Don’t follow me

Standin on my business

Can’t fall asleep

40 on my waist band

They say I’m an outlaw

Smile in my face but then

Pray on my downfall

Giddy yup cowboy

Giddy yup cowboy

Giddy yup cowboy

All day I’m in it

Giddy yup cowboy

Giddy yup cowboy

Giddy yup cowboy

All day I’m in it

I ain\'t one for that fake love

You ain\'t happy I made it

All them lies that you make up

They don\'t stick and you hate it

We ain\'t cut from the same cloth

Like your pattern is dated

What you mad, I’m a big dog?

Go on home lil baby

I done lost so many kin

When I win I do it all for them

If I fall get back up

Brush it off and do it all again

We ain\'t never been the same lame

It\'s a shame lookin like a clone

You\'ll be lucky make it home

While I be out here

Ridin round in these trenches

Don’t follow me

Standin on my business

Can’t fall asleep

40 on my waist band

They say I’m an outlaw

Smile in my face but

Then pray on my downfall

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

All day I’m in it

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

Giddy up cowboy

All day I’m in it

Every time I turn around J

I got brothers on my heels

Taking ideas, straight up off of my plate

I been running for years

Feeding them on the bees with low k

They wanna do things my way

Yeah I took the whole game on a blind date

And I aint into it, they knew it

Pick up the check, see you later on, paid for it

I came ready, they was running late, they blew it

Jumped back in the chevy disappointed and disgruntled

Back to Alabama, bitch I don’t want shit from ya

Red flag, yea I saw it, I aint worried about it

Imma killa so, I just write words about it

Straight up

Heavy is the king crown but I got a strong neck I aint looking down

Bitch I damn near float when I walk around

And I’m a bringing a new school to this old sound

Watch me giddy up

Straight out the mud, straight out the mud

Giddy up, giddy up giddy up

Pulling that pistol straight out the glove, straight out the glove

Giddy up

Straight out the mud, straight out the mud

Giddy up, giddy up giddy up

Pulling that pistol straight out the glove, straight out the glove

Ridin round in these trenches

Don’t follow me

Standin on my business

Can’t fall asleep

40 on my waist band

They say I’m an outlaw

Smile in my face but

Then pray on my downfall

J. Michael Phillips

Yelawolf

Cowboys ain’t always in boots

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