Bad Attitude
Tell 'em all stop fuckin' wit' me
I ain't playin' no games now
I'm a country boy, I got a bad attitude
And if I say some shit I bet I'm talkin' to you
I got a bottle of jack and cigarettes in the ashtray
I don't really drink so you know it's been a bad day
Fuckin' wit' my vibe and you'll get it in a bad way
Get like this, better get up out of my way
Let me tell you how I came up
Beats in the basement, man I really came up
Now I'm gettin' placements from The Foundation
Hunger In My Stomach still getting me a paycheck
Lotta heat from a bunch of rappers who aint made shit
Always on the road but I need a vacation
Still I'm in the lab you can call it dedication
I ain't slowin' down naw rubber to the pavement bitch
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
Lookin' in the rearview all I see is dirt road
Dust from the wheels and it's never gonna settle
Don't tell me how to live and I'll show you heavy metal
I ain't gonna bend or break for no devil
You can never fall when you standing tall
You put your chest out lookin' like you're ready to brawl
Better look me in the eyes if you want to address me
And bring a fuckin' army if you want to arrest me
I don't think you get it man I'm ready for war
And that's for anyone thinkin' they can settle a score
I ain't gangsta I'm just a regular guy
A Montana boy, boots on and ready to ride
I got an old truck I aint into anything flashy
Got a good chick and into anything trashy
Round here I ain't really lettin' nobody pass me
Got a bad attitude and I'll show no mercy
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
When you get like this, when you get like me
When everybody knows who I am who I be
When you still sit alone in a room with a beat
With the 808 thumpin' like an old heartbeat
When it's still on your mind are you're wasting your time?
Do you make your own way? Are you doin' just fine?
Do you need another day just to make up your mind?
Do you need a fuckin' label to be labeled as signed?
Do you do it on your own? Are you independent livin'
I don't need nobody to tell me to live my life drivin'
I be gettin' what I'm gettin' and I'm given what I'm given
And I'll take it like a man cause I'll stand by my decisions
Independent musician I got a vision and mission
To listen to my inhabitation bout the life of a rap star
Cause it's not all cracked up to money and fast cars
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
I ain't playin' no games now
I'm a country boy, I got a bad attitude
And if I say some shit I bet I'm talkin' to you
I got a bottle of jack and cigarettes in the ashtray
I don't really drink so you know it's been a bad day
Fuckin' wit' my vibe and you'll get it in a bad way
Get like this, better get up out of my way
Let me tell you how I came up
Beats in the basement, man I really came up
Now I'm gettin' placements from The Foundation
Hunger In My Stomach still getting me a paycheck
Lotta heat from a bunch of rappers who aint made shit
Always on the road but I need a vacation
Still I'm in the lab you can call it dedication
I ain't slowin' down naw rubber to the pavement bitch
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
Lookin' in the rearview all I see is dirt road
Dust from the wheels and it's never gonna settle
Don't tell me how to live and I'll show you heavy metal
I ain't gonna bend or break for no devil
You can never fall when you standing tall
You put your chest out lookin' like you're ready to brawl
Better look me in the eyes if you want to address me
And bring a fuckin' army if you want to arrest me
I don't think you get it man I'm ready for war
And that's for anyone thinkin' they can settle a score
I ain't gangsta I'm just a regular guy
A Montana boy, boots on and ready to ride
I got an old truck I aint into anything flashy
Got a good chick and into anything trashy
Round here I ain't really lettin' nobody pass me
Got a bad attitude and I'll show no mercy
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
When you get like this, when you get like me
When everybody knows who I am who I be
When you still sit alone in a room with a beat
With the 808 thumpin' like an old heartbeat
When it's still on your mind are you're wasting your time?
Do you make your own way? Are you doin' just fine?
Do you need another day just to make up your mind?
Do you need a fuckin' label to be labeled as signed?
Do you do it on your own? Are you independent livin'
I don't need nobody to tell me to live my life drivin'
I be gettin' what I'm gettin' and I'm given what I'm given
And I'll take it like a man cause I'll stand by my decisions
Independent musician I got a vision and mission
To listen to my inhabitation bout the life of a rap star
Cause it's not all cracked up to money and fast cars
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me up and shoot me down
I'm gonna hold my ground and stay
And I be holdin' on to this rodeo
Till that hell turns cold and it's time to go
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo
You can bury my soul in the radio
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Writer(s): Tyler Sant
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