Upchurch – Wheels Lyrics

[Chorus]
(Wheels) All I know is runnin' windy roads
Fog all on my windshield, smack that dash to play the radio
(Wheels) Met my first love in a Chevrolet
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies, parked down by a river bank
(Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life
Heartbeat of America just make sure that you drive 'em right
(Wheels) Ro-rollin' up in something junk or nice
Still gon' be that same dude raised up on that good old southern pride

[Verse 1]
I've been the same dude since day one, I ain't gon' change
Backwoods boy, brought up only on them southern ways (Southern ways)
Used to skip school, in the front and out the back
In the woods with a box of bullets and a deer stand sippin' dew and Jack
Won't ever look back, I love my life, if I could I'd probably live it twice
'Shine in the toolbox, sittin' on ice, bonfire with a belt like twenty foot high
Gasoline in my veins, success in my sight, straight pipes on a small block 305
And I'm straight tatted up, got that black on white, won't start no shit but I'll finish two fights
Goddang (Goddang) and this country trend is fabricated (Fabricated)
And being famous is imaginated (Imaginated)
Well for me it ain't no problem
I got famous folks in my iPhone, one click and I could call 'em

[Chorus]
(Wheels) All I know is runnin' windy roads
Fog all on my windshield, smack that dash to play the radio
(Wheels) Met my first love in a Chevrolet
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies, parked down by a river bank
(Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life

Heartbeat of America just make sure that you drive 'em right
(Wheels) Ro-rollin' up in something junk or nice
Still gon' be that same dude raised up on that good old southern pride
[Verse 2]
Like 6 o'clock on a Friday night, I just acquired me a little buzz
See not everybody has nice things in this small-ass town I'm comin' from
I got a new truck, I got new jeans, I got new boots, still the old me
Drink PBR, own guitar strings, still love listenin' to them crickets sing
See I stay always stressin' shit, bubba all I write are these thumpin' hits
I'm represent them country folks, them rednecks and them Dixie chicks
Can't nobody tell me nothin', so hardheaded, skull made of diamonds
I might strike ya ass like a rattlesnake, I'm stone cold like Steve Austin
And if you're lookin' for advice is what I'd tell ya
If you go through life yourself, it'll probably work out better
I see people shuttin' down over Facebook comments
I give my middle finger to that bullshit nonsense

[Chorus]
(Wheels) All I know is runnin' windy roads
Fog all on my windshield, smack that dash to play the radio
(Wheels) Met my first love in a Chevrolet
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies, parked down by a river bank
(Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life
Heartbeat of America just make sure that you drive 'em right
(Wheels) Ro-rollin' up in something junk or nice
Still gon' be that same dude raised up on that good old southern pride

[Outro]
Pride, pride, pride, pride
Good old southern pride

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