Like They Used To

Yea I grew up in them woods Beagle dogs and tobacco At a really young age 20 gage I was packing Shooting rabbits on my own I was taught to get it done Always eating what we kill stand tall never budge But these kids these days turned soft (What changed) Got my ass tore up if I talked that way Only thing I'd say Yesser yes ma'am If I didn't I was finna catch a belt or them hands Mad a man out a me thank God for my fam Cooking purple hull peas with a smoked deer ham Big pan of them biscuits and them homemade figs Why These women can't cook like my grandma did Naaaaw They don't make em like they used to Oh Lord how things have changed Whole world turned soft everybody's lost I think we living we living in our last days There was a time when we raised em tuff never back down never give up Let me tell you what i'm sick of this junk let's get away from that new new Cause they dont make em like they used to Naaaaaaaw Naw they don't make em like they used to Naaaaaaaaw... Had an 87 ford I was locking in the hubs Tried to bury it in mud hell I couldn't tear it up Man Trucks these days yea they made out of junk Everythang artificial there ain't nuttin built tuff Guess we headed down hill snowballing with the snow flakes Everybody turned soft looking like some ho cakes Time to hit the brakes wake up before it's not late Teach em how to hunt teach em how to cook a hot plate Putting down the games make em take it outside Gotta fix the problem now or buckle up for the ride Gotta Tell em bout respect yea entitled ain't a thang Time for change get away from all this bullshit today cuz