Songtexte Quit Lyin - Upchurch

Church!, Two years in this shit motherfuckers,
I could either sell out or keep it real,
You already know what I'm doing...

Ridin through Louisiana pistol slid between the seats,
Safety off one in the chamber go ahead and fuck with me,
I don't own no comic books but bitch I got them magazines,
And when I stay in these hotels my boys got them AR-15's,
People talking shit haters coming out the woodworks,
But they ain't even bout it bring that shit out in the rug doe,
If you got something to say go ahead and call your orthodontist,
You aint fucking with my people thats one thang I'll always promise,
It's that rebel flag waving speakers bumping something southern on em,
Skin I got them honkies with them Dirty Harry's always on em,
I see people trynna call me but that shit aint ever gonna work,
You messing with the legend and I thought I already told them boys

When your hear "Redneck" just know they talking bout me,
Yeah my work ethic crazy blame the bags of concrete,
See I was working construction now I construct on the mic,
I put emotions in these lyrics that I picked up in life

And I be slanging mortar mix,
Cutting tile, hanging drywall,
Paying bills and struggling and that's why I keep it die hard,
You dont know me quit lyin motherfucka,
You dont know me quit lyin motherfucka

They like "Church grew up rich, you can tell look at how he dress,
How he gonna say he country he went out and bought a Vette."
Son I grew up in trailers me and momma penny pinching,
Now I stay providing for my family, you ain't gonna end it,
I got too much to lose for some punk ass bitch,
To be talking reckless bout me cause you wont do shit,
You can ask my old lady, yeah I'm nice but do not press my buttons,
I don't mind to rot in prison, my family taking care of buddy,
I'm the oldest of four brother I put albums out like candy bars,
I just wanna be myself fuck acting like a superstar,
And I aint into rapping bout some shit that I ain't lived before,
And that's what separates my shit from all y'all bitch ass lil boys

When your hear "Redneck" just know they talking bout me,
Yeah my work ethic crazy blame the bags of concrete,
See I was working construction now I construct on the mic,
I put emotions in these lyrics that I picked up in life

And I be slanging mortar mix,
Cutting tile, hanging drywall,
Paying bills and struggling and that's why I keep it die hard,
You dont know me quit lyin motherfucka,
You dont know me quit lyin motherfucka

I got like fifty different Chevies and they all a different shade of grey,
I started doing country rap, the insults start to fade away,
You're gonna take me serious cause you do not even have a choice,
The real rednecks emerge when I come and kick it at the shows,
Whiskey dranking, pot smoking, bible belt up on my waist,
Pocket full of fucks that I won't ever have to give away,
And it's okay if you don't like me, I didn't even ask you to,
You wanna shoot me birds well that's okay partner then fuck you too

When your hear "Redneck" just know they talking bout me,
Yeah my work ethic crazy blame the bags of concrete,
See I was working construction now I construct on the mic,
I put emotions in these lyrics that I picked up in life

And I be slanging mortar mix,
Cutting tile, hanging drywall,
Paying bills and struggling and that's why I keep it die hard,
You dont know me quit lyin motherfucka,
You dont know me quit lyin motherfucka

Church!
Man I ain't got a problem with none of y'all,
But what I do got a problem with,
Is y'all coming out the woodwork,
Acting like I'm supposed to do something for you,
And cater to you,
I ain't gotta cater to you,
I don't even fucking know you,
So quit acting like I fucking owe you something,
Cause I don't owe you shit,
Church