

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Got mud on my boots from a one-horse town Mama said stay, but I stuck around Rust on the truck and a chip on my pride Middle of nowhere with a storm in my eyes [Chorus] I ain’t goin’ down Not for you, not for them, not now I’ve been too low, I know that sound But I’m still here I ain’t goin’ down I ain’t goin’, I ain’t goin’ down (yeah) [Verse 2] Backroad ghosts keep callin’ my name Same old bar, same old blame You said I’d break like a bottle on stone Watch me stand up, bleed, but I walk home [Chorus] I ain’t goin’ down Not for you, not for them, not now I’ve been too low, I know that sound But I’m still here I ain’t goin’ down I ain’t goin’, I ain’t goin’ down (no way) [Bridge] You can push, you can pull, you can write me off You can laugh when I slip, when I brush that dust off But I burn too hard just to fade in this town Say what you want, I ain’t goin’ down (hey!) [Chorus] I ain’t goin’ down Not for you, not for them, not now I’ve been too low, I know that sound But I’m still here I ain’t goin’ down I ain’t goin’, I ain’t goin’ down I ain’t goin’ down I ain’t goin’, I ain’t goin’ down
Tags
rap, Moody country-trap crossover with male vocals; fingerpicked acoustic and dusty electric riffs over spacious 808s and trap hats, verses half-rapped with a late-night drawl; chorus explodes into anthemic country rock with layered gang vocals, big toms, and soaring melodic hooks; bridge strips back to acoustic and sub, then slams back in for a final stadium-ready chorus, country, male vocals, rock, alternative country, moody, pop, pop rock, acoustic, electric, country rock
2:41
No
1/22/2026