[Verse 1]
Well I started off early, I was cutting grass
I was throwing suds on my neighbor’s Cadillac
Dinner time came and I was hauling scrap
Bout dead tired by the time I got back
[Chorus]
Had a couple fresh 20’s, burning holes in my pocket I threw them in the closet in an old shoebox
And didn’t in better than the in them
I them pennies they’d be gone
a 20’s, 10’s and 5’s, and blow at time
I didn’t got I wanted
money
[Verse 2]
Well a years later as the story goes
I heard some on the radio
It wanna and a microphone
I down and wrote my first country song
I didn’t really too about it
Just through the put the down and
[Chorus]
It didn’t in better than the in them
I them pennies they’d be gone
a 20’s, 10’s and 5’s, and blow at time
I didn’t got I wanted
money
I didn’t got I wanted
day, Sunday
Living like a boss, hustlin’
money
didn’t in better than the in them
I them pennies they’d be gone
a 20’s, 10’s and 5’s, and blow at time
I didn’t got I wanted
All day, Sunday
Living like a boss, hustlin’ money
