Nowhere Songtext
von Hard Target

Hey, I′m sauced up like Post Malone
And I'm underground like a gophers home
That bell will ring like a mobile phone
I disconnect it like broken bones

Get your lip sole now you need cortisone
Lookin′ like a logo for the Rolling Stones
We going in like an open home
But I'm focused knowin' out hope is gone

I′m batshit, and I′m coo-coo when that track hit I get screws loose
And that ratchets that does hat tricks
With no magic and no voodoo
You better ask them closed caption

I want access to your Hulu
I got a bad bitch like Brad Pitt
She got instinct from studio

Actually I was born and raised in the middle a nowhere
My mama told me son this life ain't no fair
You better stand (better stand) ′cause I won't be there to hold your hand
Don′t you worry 'bout me, I′ll be a man


I'm all grown up and this world ain't never give me shit (I know that)
Whiskey in my cup, that why I′m drinkin′ for the hell of it
If you tryin' to tell me something, I ain′t listenin' for nothing
Singing woah, woah

I′m all grown up and this world ain't never give me shit (I know that)
Whiskey in my cup, that why I′m drinkin' for the hell of it
If you tryin' to tell me something, I ain′t listenin′ for nothing
Singing woah, woah

That whiskey's up and that bass is down
Just gimme that mic don′t make a sound
Your face is frown but it came around
Cuz all my folks we staying down

We staying true we ain't afraid of you
Just saying dude, a lotta change in you
I stay the same, you changing lanes
Just sit back and see what we came to do

I′m on another level baby, you can check my status
A Georgia backwoods rebel you better remember that
From trailer parks to private jets, man I just seen it all
My middle of nowhere took me somewhere, better believe it y'all


Shit, I was born and raised in the middle of nowhere
My mama told me son this life ain′t no fair
You better stand 'cause I won't be there to hold your hand
Don′t you worry bout me, I′ll be a man

I'm all grown up and this world ain′t never give me shit (i know that)
Whiskey in my cup, that why I'm drinking for the hell of it
If you trying to tell me something, I ain′t listenin' for nothing
Singing woah, woah

I′m all grown up and this world ain't never give me shit (i know that)
Whiskey in my cup, that why I'm drinking for the hell of it
If you trying to tell me something, I ain′t listening for nothing
Singing woah, woah

White boy with a bass backwoods drawl is the way i talk
I know a lotta folks getting down like that
Ain′t sayin' y′all trash but your brack ain't wack
Get mad that your kickin′ up mud tracks

Most cats playing one song, and they go and judge off that
Take a minute, take a listen to the lyrics
I bet that what your hearing is a whole lot different
Than the boys talking loud got a belly full of beer

Gonna kill me a deer same time every year, me I'm laughin′ like y'all no fear
'Cause we out casting lines off the pier, to make another dirt ride party a miss
Don′t call ahead cop, look at that shit I do believe the Lacs earned a spot
So we changin′ up our name to dirt rock

Shit I was born and raised in the middle a nowhere
My mama told me son this life ain't no fair
You better stand (better stand) ′cause I won't be there to hold your hand
Don′t you worry bout me, I'll be a man

I′m all grown up and this world ain't never give me shit (I know that)
Whiskey in my cup, that why I'm drinkin′ for the hell of it
If you trying to tell me something, I ain′t listenin' for nothing
Singing woah, woah

I′m all grown up and this world ain't never give me shit (I know that)
Whiskey in my cup, that why I′m drinking for the hell of it
If you trying to tell me something, I ain't listenin′ for nothing
Singing woah, woah