We ain't the same

Title: We Ain’t the Same

Hook:

Youz a fuck boy, I’m a country boy, we ain’t the same

You chase clout, I chase sun through the pouring rain

You talk loud, I let that diesel engine bang

Red dirt roots run deep in my veins

Youz a fuck boy, I’m a country boy, we ain’t the same

Verse 1:

You flex online with a rented chain

I clock miles while I’m switching lanes

Gravel road raised, I was born in the sticks

Calloused hands, yeah I work for my fix

You sip lean in a club downtown

I sip sweet tea when the sun go down

You worried ’bout likes and a viral post

I’m worried ’bout crops and feeding my folks

Got mud on my tires, got dust on my boots

Got a backroad Bible and some outlaw roots

Granddaddy’s shotgun hanging on the wall

“Boy stand tall, don’t ever fall.”

You talk fast, but your word don’t stick

Round here, that won’t mean a lick

Respect ain’t bought, it’s earned in time

Blood, sweat, tears in every line

Hook:

Youz a fuck boy, I’m a country boy, we ain’t the same

You chase clout, I chase sun through the pouring rain

You talk loud, I let that diesel engine bang

Red dirt roots run deep in my veins

Youz a fuck boy, I’m a country boy, we ain’t the same

Verse 2:

You rock skinny jeans, I rock Wrangler fades

You club lights glow, I got bonfire flames

You ride shotgun in somebody’s fame

I drive my own truck, carved my name

Late nights under neon haze

My late nights baling hay

You fold quick when the heat get real

I was raised on grit and a steering wheel

You chasing trends, I’m chasing a buck

Sunrise grind in a lifted truck

You talk game but you never build

I plant that seed, watch the field get filled

Got family first carved in stone

Small-town heart, that’s backbone

You switch sides when the wind blow wrong

I hold my ground like an old oak strong

Bridge (half-rap flow):

We ain’t cut from the same cloth, nah

Mine stitched up with scars and straw

You shine fake gold in a city bar

I shine tail lights on a dirt road far

You play tough till it’s time to bleed

I was raised on faith and a farmer’s creed

Hook (Harder):

Youz a fuck boy, I’m a country boy, we ain’t the same

You live fast for a flash, I live proud for a name

You want fame, I just want my land

Two different worlds, you wouldn’t understand

Youz a fuck boy, I’m a country boy, we ain’t the same

Outro:

Yeah, we ain’t the same

Different dirt, different flame

You play pretend, I stake my claim

Country born, country bred

Say it once, mean what I said.