Don't We Testo

Wouldn't trade this holler
For a stone cold million dollars
My green oak comes blue collar and I'm all good with that
This world's been changing
But these folks 'round here they ain't been
They all still windshield waiting when they slow rolling past
We could live a [?]
But I don't think that we'd be no better off

Not everybody got that spot out in the 40 Some ten point buck they shot, hanging like a velvet trophy
Fridays and parking lots, outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do don't we
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keeping lowkеy
Still riding [?]
Not everybody likes this kind of lifе but we do don't we