You Can't Hide - SMO

You can run boy but you can’t hide from us

We gon find you

Gonna give it up ain’t no running from the country (repeat)

Big trucks loud pipes get em spinnin

Down home cooking that’s mamas fried chicken

Pops moonshine top shelf winning

Sweet southern dimes talkin pure country living

You can have your sunset on the boulevard

I’ll be front porch swinging looking over the yard

Put my four wheel drive against your fancy car

And in the mud I guarantee you won’t get too far

We don’t do champagne sippin'

It’s past blue rippin' couple twelve packs

And the cooler just chilling

Keep your black tie dinner we be backyard grilling

Rolling through them woods where our races be ripping

Out here you don’t need no VIP

We kicking with our kin folk naturally

So pour another round

And make a toast

Cause we serving up country in our twelve past doors

You can run boy but you can’t hide from us

We gon find you

Gonna give it up ain’t no running from the country (repeat)

From the bottom to the top

Top to the bottom ride around every corner

If you look you can spot em

They got mud on their truck on their jeans their boots

Put em in the crosshairs guarantee they’ll shoot

Grown deep from the roots

Southern by blood raised up to work hard

Taught right how to love

When push come to shove we be cream of the crop

Built from the ground up and we can’t be stopped

I let the tailgate drop and load em all up

Take me down the dirt road in the back of my truck

And we gonna get stuck

But don’t even trip

Lock the four wheel drive and let them 35's grip

You gon feel it in your hips from your head to ya feet

So let the rhythm take control with this backwoods beat

Don’t fight it when it’s right

Cause you know it’s true

You can run from the country boy

But we gonna get you

You can run boy but you can’t hide from us

We gon find you

Gonna give it up ain’t no running from the country (repeat)