Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots | Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude | Like a .38 made out of brass
À propos de cette chanson
Découvrez l’histoire, les thèmes et l’émotion de cette chanson.
Paroles
Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots | Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude | Like a .38 made out of brass
Voir les paroles complètes
Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude Like a .38 made out of brass Tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass Life's gonna do what it does Sure as the good Lord's up above I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough, tough, tough Come on, take a ride with me Like the 808s beatin' in the trunk in Atlanta, it was tough It was kinda hard for me Crawlin' through the mud, I couldn't find love, then we came up Look at what we are, baby Standin' through the storm, still shinin' like a diamond in the rough Still shinin', and that's hard If you ever lost someone that you love Through the pain, gotta show 'em, give 'em light Still family if you're wrong or you're right No matter, we together It's not somethin' that you wanna do, it's just somethin' you goin' through Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude Like a .38 made out of brass Tough, like the stuff in your grandpa's glass (grandpa glass) Life's gonna do what it does (ooh) Sure as the good Lord's up above I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough (shine, shine), tough, hard Tell me how it's hard for you Like the nickel-wound strings on your good old Gibson guitar Tell me what it feel like Like the smoke in the drawl of your "Y'all" and the way you talk slow Oh yeah, yeah Like the songs that your mama sang to you And the way that it makes you tell the truth If you come from where you come, then you were born tough Here, say where you come from It's not what you wanna do, it's what you're gonna do Now, it's no place to run If that's what you're gonna do, what am I gonna do? (Tough) Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude (yeah, yeah) Like a .38 made out of brass Tough, like the stuff in your grandpa's glass (grandpa glass) Life's gonna do what it does (ooh) Sure as the good Lord's up above I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough (shine, shine) tough You wanna come to the Nawf? (Mm-hm) I'll show you around That's why I said, "Come take a ride with me" When? Whenever, whenever you ready Call on me, brr I'll give it back when I get there Aight, that's a bet
Titres similaires
Aucun titre similaire pour le moment.