My Roots Upchurch

[Intro]
Let the BandPlay

[Verse 1]
I grew up on that good shit, daddy in the backyard
Chicken pens and rows of roosters, broken down old motor parts
Running in the woods, I pass the time with all my dirty friends
Catching snakes, and I still catch 'em, now it's in a different sense
The say I'm gonna change with fame but I don't think I changed a bit
I'm anti-everything that has to do with selling out, bitch
They want my rebel flag gone, they want my words cleaned up
But I ain't having all that shit, you know where I stand, son

[Chorus]
Still out here in the woods with the rednecks
Popping fucking wheelies, no helmet on the road, bitch
Guns in my closet make my room look like a Bass Pro
Still got a rebel flag above my bed, that's my roots for sure
That's my roots for sure, that-that's my roots for sure
Still got a rebel flag above my bed, that's my roots for sure
Southern made and southern raised, stuck off in my southern ways
I will never change, aw yeah, that's my roots for sure

[Verse 2]
I came a long way and I know I got a ways to go
But I wanna walk on the red carpet with muddy boots, like I don't know
I'm supposed to dress up for the show, I didn't get that memo bro
I showed up to the CMA's with animal blood all on my clothes
I'm that redneck these boys they talk about in all their songs
And if you wanna be real, I was raised up in a big red barn
Deep in Tennessee, on my grandpa's chicken farm
Waking up in the morning, whitehackle as my damn alarm