Me and my truck

It’s just me and my truck, deep on these backroads

6-inch lift got me sittin’ in a throne mode

Pipes stay loud, screaming out the ozone

Me and my truck, yeah, we ride alone

Mud-splattered tires spin tales of grit

Dashboard cracked, but it don’t quit

Got a cooler in the back, full of ice and sips

A man and his Chevy, that's a bond that sticks

Engine growl sharper than a coyote howl

Country boy crown, I’m the king right now

Rearview dangling, a pine tree scent

Windows down, feel the freedom in the wind

It’s just me and my truck, deep on these backroads

6-inch lift got me sittin’ in a throne mode

Pipes stay loud, screaming out the ozone

Me and my truck, yeah, we ride alone

Ain’t no city skyline, just trees and skies

Moonlight spotlight when the daylight dies

Wheels chew gravel, spit dust like spitfire

Every bump in the road feeds my desire

Radio static sings the songs of the land

Calloused hands grip the wheel, steady command

No GPS, just a gut that knows

Where every twist in these old roads goes

It’s just me and my truck, deep on these backroads

6-inch lift got me sittin’ in a throne mode

Pipes stay loud, screaming out the ozone

Me and my truck, yeah, we ride alone

This is a country boy swag production (me and my truck)