Grand Ol’ Opry Bitch
Wyatt Shears
At least I’m not a grand ol’ opry bitch
I can take you down
And it’ll be a sitch
I can have your whole career missed
Like its layin’ in a ditch
Still dealing with the lame shit
Rock to my window
And now I’m incidental
Scrap a ready album
Thought it was official
Wish I found the bitch
We could fuck up his dental, yeah
I’m still that one that can carry the weight
Entrepreneur, yeah I’m stayin’ up late
I can craft a vision, like I’m making a cake
I thought of sh
And its goin’ pretty great
Not big headed
Not a big clown
I know one thing though
This is my town
I’ll be damned if you catch me
Sittin’ around
Sittin’ around
Sittin’