[Chorus: 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 gonna change round here
It’s a way of life

[Verse 1: Kalan Miller]
Hitting them back roads ridin' around with my kin folk
Can’t much change we stayed the same
Them country boys gon' maintain
We run dogs, outlaws, spot light, gig frogs
Out here these mud bogs
Sitting 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' 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
Working 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
[Chorus: Danny Boone & Kalan Miller]
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 gonna 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 naw (Oh whoa)
Y'all ain't ready (Oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life

[Verse 2: Rooster & Uncle Snap]
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 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 rolling on, hey y'all ain’t got to come back
Yeah I’m country as a blue tick, 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
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 been broke, like white trash it’s a big joke
Grew up countin' them fence posts and takin' care of our kinfolk
[Chorus: Danny Boone & Kalan Miller]
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 gonna 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 naw (oh whoa)
Y'all ain't ready (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life

[Verse 3: Paul Roche Jr.]
Flingin' up mud through the country side
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 watching time fly
It’s a country boy way of life

[Chorus: Danny Boone & Kalan Miller]
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 gonna 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 naw (oh whoa)
Y'all ain't ready (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life