[Intro]
Back at it again, son
RHEC, Redneck Nation, Black Fly, motherfucker

[Pre-Chorus]
I'll be in my truck sittin' at the park
Rollin' up a joint while I'm watchin' for the cops
Layin' on my hood, yeah it's after dark
I'm watchin' for the barge while I'm starin' at the stars

[Chorus]
This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruisin' one lane roads you hear them 38's on
If you lookin' for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you tryin' to fuck with us

[Verse 1]
Ha little chance with a lot of hope
Spent little time on everything I wrote
And somehow I stay afloat
Like a flat bottomed riveted Jon-boat
I'm a sharpshooter like Chris Kyle
Got slick jabs like Caleb Clay
C-H-E-A-T-H-A-M
Bitch I'm the man
Rollin' through my town
Square no title and my shit cross town
I do it for the sticks that represent the kids who come from rails
I never had a dream until I felt like I ain't have shit
Now I'm standin' at the top with a Dixie flag in both my hands
Fuck it don't accept me, I'll make sure you gotta see my face
Got honkies jammin' out to me in every single southern state
[Bridge]
Don't worry Cracker do your thang
No rushin' boy this ain't no race
But if it was you know you cannot lie
You cannot match my pace

[Pre-Chorus]
I'll be in my truck sittin' at the park
Rollin' up a joint while I'm watchin' for the cops
Layin' on my hood, yeah it's after dark
I'm watchin' for the barge while I'm starin' at the stars

[Chorus]
This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruisin' one lane roads you hear them 38's on
If you lookin' for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you tryin' to fuck with us

[Verse 2]
All my boys got tattoos
Looking shitty on the job site Port-A-John
Got so many guns in my single wide
My address should be Vietnam
Like damn look at this man
I carry the weight of the woods on my hands
If somebody shoots me at one of my shows
Than you probably gonna have to deal with all of my fans
Call my squad that Dixieland militia
When I'm with them dudes no takin' pictures
All I know is what I am
Shout out to all my dirty creekers
Dierdorf got that rebel truck
Look like the civil war with speakers
Yellin' fuck it out the window
Jammin' out to Charlie Daniels
And I might spray paint the word skin
On damn near all my fuckin' vehicles
I stay shockin' bloodsuckers like
Bug lamps to some damn mosquitoes
You can hate us never beat us
Fuck you clique you get no features
I stay making touchdowns while you bitches sittin' in the bleachers
[Pre-Chorus]
I'll be in my truck sittin' at the park
Rollin' up a joint while I'm watchin' for the cops
Layin' on my hood, yeah it's after dark
I'm watchin' for the barge while I'm starin' at the stars

[Chorus]
This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruisin' one lane roads you hear them 38's on
If you lookin' for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you tryin' to fuck with us

(This is where I'm from
Bitch this is where I'm from
I'm cruisin' one lane roads you hear them 38's on
And if you lookin' for some shit than I probably wouldn't call
You picked the wrong county if you tryin' to fuck with us)

[Outro]
Haha
Upchurch baby
Chicken Willie on the way y'all
You know I love y'all
And I'll keep doin' this shit every damn day of my life
Because I wanna give y'all good shit
And I'll keep on givin' y'all good shit
Actually I'll keep on givin' y'all the best shit there is
Son