Ronnie Victor Pecina - Country Boy From Indiana Lyrics

You hear that
Come around here
Got a big ol' chawsky in right now
Cope black, with a bottle of Jack
That's a fact
Around here, you know we stay strapped
It's about 5:30, rollin with a biscuit
Pump Mossburg, by my side
Buckshots roll across the floorboard
Of my suped up, four wheel drive
Yeah, later tonight, I plan on doing some damage
To my old man's suped up, side by side
It's a great day to be alive
Catch me on the riverside
Nothing comes close to a country vibe
Where we stay away from the city, where the jobs are shitty
And I gotta roll around with a Glock 9 on my hip
Don't start no shit, you son of a bitch
Cuz we'll leave you with a swolen upper lip
You gotta put God first, and then your family and country
You gotta stack that money
Gotta get it in abundance
Rollin' with something that's sweeter than honey
You can try to take her from me, I already know she love me
Cause I'm a straight country boy from Indiana
I'm a country boy from Indiana
Yeah I done did time in the slammer
Did a little time in the slammer
I was running south of Southern Alabama
Catch me on the weekend with my Pops getting hammered
Gotta stay prayed up, or your life will be a shambles
Never know when it's your time, so you gotta be ready for that call
In case God ask us
Ready to crack a cold one, I ain't gotta show them
They already knowin' I'm a toating
On the weekend catch us boating, we was rollin' up and smokin'
Sippin' on them honeys, potion
And to come on this turf
You gotta know how to work
Gotta earn, your keep, you gotta get in the dirt
And sometimes it's gonna hurt, but we doin' God's work
Lord, never give us more than we can handle
Rappin' this sound and I got the piece on the mantle
Peace on the mantle
I'm a straight country boy from Indiana
I'm a country boy from Indiana
Yeah I done did time in the slammer
Did a little time in the slammer
I was running south of Southern Alabama
Catch me on the weekend with my Pops getting hammered
Gotta stay prayed up, or your life will be a shambles
Never know when it's your time, so you gotta be ready for that call
In case God ask us
Ronnie P, you feel me?