| I’m sure they steady talkin' but I ain’t listenin'
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| I just lift my glass and grin, takin' cheers to all my friends
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| And to them people stuck outside you should have been with me back when
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| Now I’m makin' moves I coulda never imagined
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| This is bigger than me, it seems I’ve woken the dragon
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| There’s no stoppin' it now, whatever’s happenin' happens
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| If you’re along for the ride, I suggest you get strapped in
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| This is the same Nashville (Nashville, Nashville)
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| With that new Music City feel (City feel, city feel)
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| That sound that brings back chills
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| It takes you wayback, wayback (Wayback, wayback, wayback)
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| This city fuels my fire (My fire)
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| It never sleeps even though it’s tired
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| Same old song just a different writer
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| It takes you wayback, wayback (Wayback)
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| Yeah that Nashville feel what they know about The Nations?
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| Cruisin' 51st at Laverte’s for a pack of them Swishers
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| Parked out front of H&H Market while you roll it and spark it
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| Watchin' for Metro blue lights and a guy just tryna rob ya
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| Shit, I burned up every street from New York Ave to Charlotte Park
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| Every backroad in Cheatham County at midnight after dark
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| But there’s somethin' 'bout these dingy streets that gets my adrenaline pumpin'
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| And grabbin' my pistol at every stop sign I come in front of
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| Shit I don’t know that it is, I guess a trait of Music City
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| So when I’m rollin' down Morrow Road in that all black GT
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| Just know you’ll prolly passin' by us in our own damn city
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| And we know how to get down in the land of the nitty gritty bitch
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| This is the same Nashville (Nashville, Nashville)
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| With that new Music City feel (City feel, city feel)
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| That sound that brings back chills
|
| It takes you wayback, wayback (Wayback, wayback, wayback)
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| This city fuels my fire (My fire)
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| It never sleeps even though it’s tired
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| Same old song just a different writer
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| It takes you wayback, wayback (Wayback) |