"He's got tattoos, he's bad news"
Yeah that's all anybody's ever said about me
And yeah I like to cut loose and smoke too
You might think I chose this way of living, nah but it chose me
You can hear me coming with a 6.2 humming
Guns N' Roses bumping through a twelve in the floor
I don't need me nothing but a spot out in the country
I smile when they say that I ain't me anymore

Ain't a thing changed round here but the money
You try to mix it up but let me tell you something
Same liquor in my dixie, same rowdy bunch with me
I'll be laid up in the dirt before you ever take it from me
So take the boy out the truck, take the boy out the mud
Put him up in a PJ, he'll still try to get those 40s stuck
So line 'em up, turn it up and keep it running
Say whatever you want but I'm anything but new to country

Without a doubt I've been around
Yeah everybody knows my name when I show up now
And I've been from New York to LA and every place in between
But they don't do it like we do it in my hometown

Ain't a thing changed round here but the money
You try to mix it up but let me tell you something
Same liquor in my dixie, same rowdy bunch with me
I'll be laid up in the dirt before you ever take it from me
So take the boy out the truck, take the boy out the mud
Put him up in a PJ, he'll still try to get those 40s stuck
So line 'em up, turn it up and keep it running
Say whatever you want but I'm anything but new to country

Ain't a thing changed round here but the money
You try to mix it up but let me tell you something
Same liquor in my dixie, same rowdy bunch with me
I'll be laid up in the dirt before you ever take it from me
So take the boy out the truck, take the boy out the mud
Put him up in a PJ, he'll still try to get those 40s stuck
So line 'em up, turn it up and keep it running
Say whatever you want but I'm anything but new to country

Yeah I'm anything but new to country
Yeah I'm anything but new to country