Upchurch, Adam Calhoun - Sow'n lyrics
[Upchurch, Adam Calhoun - Sow'n lyrics]
Sittin' 'round a bonfire smokin'
When it's time to ride we rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n
Catalog bigger than an Avon book
Voice loud like a motor in
An old school truck walk like a caveman
Brute force the beat drop
I'll be in the club
Like Flintstones to Bedrock
Yeah, procharge the dyno, too cold
Yes-yes I know i've broken a thermostat
My state of mind froze
To thaw it out I need to furnish a furnace
Go burn it right after the mic drop
And I'm done tellin' myself every night
This next time I might pop
Keep dressin' for that award show I hope
Your wardrobe is all fucked up
I already pop pop popped a couple times
Already drop drop drop drop
The timeless rhymes
Every country kid across the world
Will forever and ever eye the prize
With their friends and bonfires
So really, what do you think of me?
Hometown buddy gettin' stoned as fuck
Tennessee Titan Hail Mary at the
Top of the mountain vols T on top of
My motherfuckin' Gatling gun
Brrrahh, they can still still all
Come and get it blah, "Southern Land"
That's how I'm livin'
Blah, damn all these haters I've missed 'em
I was too busy stackin' ammunition
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
(Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin')
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
(When we try to ride then we rollin')
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
(Can't nobody hide in the open)
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
(Reap what you sow, what you sow'n)
Why'm I so violent? When I close my eyelids
I 'bout lose my shit, like it's a mosh pit
On this mic I'm a monster
You barely conscious
I'm fully loaded I'm ready for action
I'm a pro at this shit
Why we talkin' 'bout practice?
We got some white boys
With some big automatics
That cut you in half
Yeah they good at mathematics
I'm a starter when it's game time
Got a 45 on my waistline
Who want what up motherfucker bang bang time
Hang with a bunch of hillbillies that share
The same thought in they mind
I'm damned if I do, damned if I
Don't, I ain't got no blumper
Who wants smoke?
Been a long ass haul down this
Old ass road, everywhere we go
They all know
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
(Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin')
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
(When we try to ride then we rollin')
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
(Can't nobody hide in the open)
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
(Reap what you sow, what you sow'n)
Sittin' 'round a bonfire smokin'
When it's time to ride we rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n
When it's time to ride we rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n
Catalog bigger than an Avon book
Voice loud like a motor in
An old school truck walk like a caveman
Brute force the beat drop
I'll be in the club
Like Flintstones to Bedrock
Yeah, procharge the dyno, too cold
Yes-yes I know i've broken a thermostat
My state of mind froze
To thaw it out I need to furnish a furnace
Go burn it right after the mic drop
And I'm done tellin' myself every night
This next time I might pop
Keep dressin' for that award show I hope
Your wardrobe is all fucked up
I already pop pop popped a couple times
Already drop drop drop drop
The timeless rhymes
Every country kid across the world
Will forever and ever eye the prize
With their friends and bonfires
So really, what do you think of me?
Hometown buddy gettin' stoned as fuck
Tennessee Titan Hail Mary at the
Top of the mountain vols T on top of
My motherfuckin' Gatling gun
Brrrahh, they can still still all
Come and get it blah, "Southern Land"
That's how I'm livin'
Blah, damn all these haters I've missed 'em
I was too busy stackin' ammunition
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
(Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin')
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
(When we try to ride then we rollin')
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
(Can't nobody hide in the open)
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
(Reap what you sow, what you sow'n)
Why'm I so violent? When I close my eyelids
I 'bout lose my shit, like it's a mosh pit
On this mic I'm a monster
You barely conscious
I'm fully loaded I'm ready for action
I'm a pro at this shit
Why we talkin' 'bout practice?
We got some white boys
With some big automatics
That cut you in half
Yeah they good at mathematics
I'm a starter when it's game time
Got a 45 on my waistline
Who want what up motherfucker bang bang time
Hang with a bunch of hillbillies that share
The same thought in they mind
I'm damned if I do, damned if I
Don't, I ain't got no blumper
Who wants smoke?
Been a long ass haul down this
Old ass road, everywhere we go
They all know
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin'
Smokin'
(Sittin' 'round the bonfire smokin')
When we try to ride then we rollin'
Rollin'
(When we try to ride then we rollin')
Can't nobody hide in the open, open
(Can't nobody hide in the open)
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n, sow'n
(Reap what you sow, what you sow'n)
Sittin' 'round a bonfire smokin'
When it's time to ride we rollin'
Can't nobody hide in the open
Reap what you sow, what you sow'n