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 got to like it and we don't give a damn
'Cause we ain't gon' change 'round here
It's a way of life
Hittin' them back roads, ridin' 'round with my kin folk
Ain't much changed, we stay the same
Them country boys gon' maintain
We run dogs, outlaws, spotlight, gig frogs
Out here these mud bogs
Sittin' high on them white walls
We jacked up in our pick ups
Got a dime holdin' my spit cup
She like it when I hit four low
Slingin' rooste tails to the tree top
Look at her and say, "Let's roll"
She look 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
Yeah, my boys turn up for there
Turn down for what?
Hop in the Chevy, crank it up
Hit a 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 got to like it and we don't give a damn
'Cause we ain't gon' change 'round here
It's a way of life (oh, whoa)
Hell yeah (oh, whoa)
This ain't the city (oh, whoa)
'Round here it's a way of life (oh, whoa)
Hell nah (oh, whoa)
Y'all ain't ready (oh, whoa)
'Round here it's a way of life
Me and that ol' 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's my last name, ain't shit changed about me
With that shotgun ain't got to aim keep drankin' 'til I can't see
Livin' way back in the sticks, nah, I'm good right where I'm at
Y'all city folk keep rollin' on, hey, y'all ain't got to come back
Yeah, I'm country as a Bluetick, boy, I thought I told y'all
Ain't ridin' with no new chick, I'm rollin' with my road dog
Way 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
Ride around in 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, it's a big joke
Grew up countin' them fence posts and takin' care of our kinfolk
Rowdy as they come, proud of where we from
It might be the middle of nowhere to some
But they ain't got to like it and we don't give a damn
'Cause we ain't gon' change 'round here
It's a way of life (oh, whoa)
Hell yeah (oh, whoa)
This ain't the city (oh, whoa)
'Round here it's a way of life (oh, whoa)
Hell nah (oh, whoa)
Y'all ain't ready (oh, whoa)
'Round here it's a way of life
Flingin' up mud through the country side
Tearin' up jars of that apple pie
Ain't a damn thing changed, we stay the same (oh, whoa)
It's a country boy way of life
Kickin' up dust, just me and my crew (oh, whoa)
Keg full of beer with nothin' to do
Sittin' back watching time fly (oh, whoa)
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 got to like it and we don't give a damn
'Cause we ain't gon' change 'round here
It's a way of life (oh, whoa)
Hell yeah (oh, whoa)
This ain't the city (oh, whoa)
'Round here it's a way of life (oh, whoa)
Hell nah (oh, whoa)
Y'all ain't ready (oh, whoa)
'Round here it's a way of life