

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Red clay on my Timbs Same town, new rims Same name, new wins Watch me go, watch me go (yeah) [Verse 1] Came from a two-lane, nothing but dust Hand-me-down dreams in the back of that truck Mama said “pray,” pops said “grind” So I did both ‘til the stars aligned Turned my pain into paid-for acres Turned my “maybes” into “see ya later” Got that small-town chip on my shoulder Heart got wiser, mind got bolder [Chorus] I leveled up on this old dirt road New me riding in a truck I own From “maybe someday” to “yeah, I told you” Same roots, just a better view I leveled up, but I stayed this real Big faith, big plans, big wheels From broken down to breaking through I leveled up, I leveled up, that’s what I do (yeah) [Verse 2] Used to get laughed at, now they clap hands Backseat boy now the man with the plan Turned all my “can’t” into “can, I did” Put the whole fam name on the house I built Lost friends, lost sleep, but I found my lane Kept my word when they played them games Talked to God more, talked less online I ain’t the same kid, I’m redesigned [Chorus] I leveled up on this old dirt road New me riding in a truck I own From “maybe someday” to “yeah, I told you” Same roots, just a better view I leveled up, but I stayed this real Big faith, big plans, big wheels From broken down to breaking through I leveled up, I leveled up, that’s what I do (oh yeah) [Bridge] Had to let that old hurt go Had to let that old crowd know If you ain’t for me, then keep your space I’m too busy tryna elevate Bank account up, but my soul up more What you think I grind this for? Every L turned into a seed Planted deep, now I’m what I need (yeah, yeah) [Chorus] I leveled up on this old dirt road New me riding in a truck I own From “maybe someday” to “yeah, I told you” Same roots, just a better view I leveled up, but I stayed this real Big faith, big plans, big wheels From broken down to breaking through I leveled up, I leveled up, that’s what I do (leveled up) I leveled up, I leveled up, that’s what I do
Tags
rap, Country-trap crossover with male vocals over hard-hitting 808s and thick sub bass, twangy slide guitar chops, and sparse banjo plucks. Verses lean into rapid-fire trap cadences, then flip into a wide, melodic hook with stacked harmonies. Big low-end thump, crisp claps and hats, and a lift into a sing-along final chorus., country
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2/10/2026