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Come On
Big Smo
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Rollin' down the highway, back out on the road
Push that pedal, make that money, 'til we make our way home
If you true southern bread, country to the core
Raised in the sticks on an old back porch
By a mama and a papa who would skin that hide
For being anything less than American pride
Toe to toe, you know I'm knee deep in the grits
You can't hang with this country boy, off in the pits
Jack 'em up, roll 'em out, let's see what you got
Apple pie in the mix, go on take you a shot
I'm a top shelf hustler, true south soldier
Got money in the mason jar, my bank account's older
Hard pill to swallow, tough act to follow
If you want it, you can get it, come on down through the holler
Plenty kin folk that'd love to come harm ya
Feed you to the hogs, got a plug with the farmer
A backwoods scholar, tryna double every dollar
Yeah they try to hold me back but I chew through my collar
Rollin' down the highway, back out on the road
Push that pedal, make that money, 'til we make our way home
If you're feelin' how I'm feelin' let me hear you say (Come on)
You get it how I get it and you with me holler (Come on)
You're livin' like I'm livin' and you're with it scream (Come on)
(Come on, come on)
All I see is headlights shinin', I'm out here grindin'
You gotta put your time in, believe I put mine in
That's why I'm at the merch booth autograph signin'
My jar half full sippin' on a silver linin'
Been on it past the end, hell yeah I rode the lightnin'
Got knocked down, got back up fightin'
They on me like a sirloin, boy quit bitin'
Believe me if it's beef on the farm I'm a bison
You sweeter than cream, softer than icing
I'm high def 3D, you barely excitin'
You ain't gotta love it, you ain't even gotta like it
But you're gonna respect these words that I'm writin'
Right hand like Tyson, beard like a viking
Live and direct, tell me where to put the mic in
Battle of the fittest so I'm out here climbin'
(You breakin' one time) Boy come find me
Rollin' down the highway, back out on the road
Push that pedal, make that money, 'til we make our way home
If you're feelin' how I'm feelin' let me hear you say (Come on)
You get it how I get it and you with me holler (Come on)
You're livin' like I'm livin' and you're with it scream (Come on)
(Come on, come on) Everybody (Come on)
(Come on, come on)
Everybody (Come on)
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