Ones Like Me Upchurch & Adam Calhoun

[Intro: Upchurch]
Uh

[Verse 1: Upchurch]
When they put me in this box, they shoulda throwed away the key
I done spit so many bars I got construction worker teeth
Yeah, concrete on a calm beat, clear coat on the top, me
Tennessean so I stomp beats, bigfoot with the hard feet
Come to my neck of the woods and I'll flip-flop your Jeep
All the way down a big-ass hill into shit's creek with no cell reception
If country rap is a euphemism, I'm a pinnacle on the independent prism
Yeah, I got 'em like "How the fuck he do it? Yeah, he must be a Freemason
Or gettin' programmed by the Illuminati in an experimental type basements," yeah
And I'm like fuck y'all that's my credit, not even Baphomet can come and take it
Unless he wants to be up on my wall with the rappers I killed last season
Yeah, country rap, no cap at all, unless that motherfucker's made of straw
Still sittin' on my front porch in my underwear scratchin' my balls, Church

[Chorus: Upchurch]
And I don't chase fame, I let the fame chase me
And I ain't gonna change or let the change make me
And I don't need a camera, I don't watch TV
So don't ask me 'bout celebrities, I only celebrate
For the ones like me (Ones like me), woah-oh
For the ones like me, I only celebrate
For the ones like me (Ones like me), woah-oh
For the ones like me, for the ones like me