Rear View - Upchurch

Church

Motha-fucka hmm

Uhh um

Aight look, I got something to tell ya

Tell your favorite rapper I said fuck all his opinions

Tell my biggest enemies they weak and on my shit list

Imma roll this J and kill it, wrapped in sheets, made of linen

Smile at cameras like a villain

Already got my recognition

I’m the son of the south

Not big enough for my mouth

But for this side of town

I represent 'til I’m out

Then camouflage a Bentley to blend in with bark in the trees

Burn the backwoods down and I ain’t trippin' 'bout leaves

Boy

I be in a phantom on a dirt road cruise

I sit in the back like Hank Williams would

I stare at the moon 'til my eyes start to fall

Before it goes dark, before it goes dark

I see a shooting star

In the rear view of this car

I see a shooting star

I see a shooting star

I’m the king of the country

No label can fuck me

I show up downtown then country starts gets scared and ignore me

Showin' up tassels hangin'

Boots click off the pavement

Entourage of Holler Boys like a movie I Johns Wayne it

Who you know who’s independent with missin' teeth in the front

Walkin' down Broadway 50 deep with some boys from the cut

Goin' in the back of any fuckin' bar that we want

Snatch the drink out the hand of a hater see what he does

Yeah I’m Cadillac bubba don’t care if I get in trouble

I’m a smoke my weed anyway with the police at my window

Came from muddy boots

Now I’m rockin' somethin' new

2022 with Hank senior nudie suits tellin' labels fuck you

I be in a phantom on a dirt road cruise

I sit in the back like Hank Williams would

I stare at the moon 'til my eyes start to fall

Before it goes dark, before it goes dark

I see a shooting star

In the rear view of this car

I see a shooting star

I see a shooting star (I see a shooting star)

Shooting star (In the rear view of this car)

I see a shooting star (Shooting star)

I see a shooting star (Shooting star)