Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I been draggin’ all my yesterdays Like a chain on the back of this truck Every wrong turn, every heartbreak Swear I just called it “bad luck” Mama said “Boy, that road is gone” But I kept drivin’ back there at night Now I’m watchin’ that dust in the rearview Fade out of my life [Chorus] It’s time I work on myself Not the hurt on the shelf Ain’t a victim of the things that I’ve been through Got these scars on my skin But there’s fire where I’ve been I’m done lettin’ all my history own my truth Got my hand on my heart, other hand on the wheel Yeah, the past had a say, but it don’t get the deal It’s time I work on myself Watch me break through [Verse 2] [low vocal register] Used to blame my daddy, blame that town Blame that bottle for the nights I fell Talk tough ‘bout “change” in the mirror Then slide right back into hell Now I’m wakin’ up at sunrise Lace my boots, hit that red dirt road Talkin’ honest with the man in the mirror like “You ain’t what you were, you’re what you chose” [Chorus] [Bridge] [half-sung, half-rap] Yeah, I’m cleanin’ out the cab of this life I drive Old receipts, old rage, old lies Throw ‘em out the window, let ‘em scatter in the wind ‘Cause I ain’t that boy that I was back then I got prayers on my lips, got a plan in my hands Got a future that don’t fit in my old demands Turn the page, let it burn, watch the ashes fall I’m the one who decides if I rise at all [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Stadium-ready country-rap hybrid with male vocals: octave-fiddles and driving acoustic guitars over a steady, head-nod groove, big live kit drums and thick bass. Verses lean into tight, percussive rap phrasing with banjo and dobro fills; chorus explodes into wide, sung melodies with gang vocals on key lines. Subtle organ pad in the back, handclaps on the hook, and a breakdown bridge that drops to kick, bass, and vocal before a full-band, hands-in-the-air final chorus., country, inspiring
Duration
2:51
Instrumental
No
Created
12/26/2025