Outlaw Classics

[Intro]

Hahahahaha

Y'all from Nashville

No, no, no

I'm from the real Nashville

Hahahahaha

[Verse 1: Struggle Jennings]

Native to Nashville, raised on the West Side

When Preston Taylor was the jungle, rappers didn't mumble

Gangster's didn't dance, you got popped, you wore a muzzle

Street's had a code, we don't know you, we don't love you

Now I'm standin' in a crowd full of strangers in my city

With some kid from California singin' Conway Twitty

In my feelings, 'cause I'm feelin' like the villain in the 'Ville

To be real I don't recognize half the people here

There's a tear in my beer, make a toast take a cheer

Live for the night, yesterday disappear

When they tore down my neighborhood, high rise condo

Friend's in high places, fly high Mondo

[Chorus: Upchuch]

I got blood drops in my whiskey

There's too many neon lights

No familiar hometown faces

Beneath these guitars late at night

These was stompin' grounds once upon a time

Now it's all glam and flashy

I guess I'm old school goin' down slow

Like them outlaw classics

[Verse 2: Jelly Roll]

It's that tequila drinkin', coke sniffin', pill poppin', po pimpin', go get it

I'ma fuck around and leave with both women

Certified Nashvillains, baby we don't catch feelin's

Addicted to bad bitches, adrenaline, fast livin'

Record label send the contract, I wipe my ass with it

Outlaws, no ass kissin', just like Johnny Cash did it

Yeah, this city we be goin' hard

Long before they named the bars after country music stars

These scars tell them stories of them bar room brawls

The nights we stood in line to hit a line in bathroom stalls

Hit that Tiger Mart at 30 deep on Friday night

We gon' cruise, holla at girls, and just ride all night

[Chorus: Upchuch]

I got blood drops in my whiskey

There's too many neon lights

No familiar hometown faces

Beneath these guitars late at night

These was stompin' grounds once upon a time

Now it's all glam and flashy

I guess I'm old school goin' down slow

Like them outlaw classics

[Verse 3: Upchurch]

Son I was 17 years old still wet behind my fuckin' ears

Five deep in the primer Monte Carlo bumpin' through the 'Ville

Country as a 'mater from the outskirts of this sketchy danger zone

All I knew was feedin' chickens, chasin' girls, and gettin' home

Past two o'clock Music City went to sleep

Now it's mini New York City with a bunch of shiny teeth

Yeah, their running out of room, but dog I'm used to pushin' and shovin'

I dove in every bar from Broadway to fuckin' DeMario

You ain't never seen a man with no legs jam out with the fiddle

You ain't never seen the witch with spoons get down and wet her whistle

You ain't never been surrounded by some rich kids up at Vandy

Broke a beer bottle and chase them bitches all the way to Campus West

[Chorus: Upchuch]

I got blood drops in my whiskey

There's too many neon lights

No familiar hometown faces

Beneath these guitars late at night

These was stompin' grounds once upon a time

Now it's all glam and flashy

I guess I'm old school goin' down slow

Like them outlaw classics