Come On - SMO, Frankie Ballard

Rolling down the highway

Back out on the road

Push that pedal, make that money

Till we make our way home

If you’re true southern brand, country to the core

Raised in the sticks on an old back porch

By a mama and a papa who skinned that hyde

For being anything less than American pride

Toe to toe you know, I’m knee deep in the grits

You can’t hang with this country boy off in the pits

Jack 'em up, roll 'em out, let’s see you got

Apple pie in the mix, go and take your shot

I’m a top shelf hustlers, true south soldier

Got money in the mason jar, my bank account solder

Hard pill to swallow, tough fact to follow

If you want it you can get it, come on down through the holler

Plenty kinfolk that’d love to come harm ya

Feed you to the hogs, got a plug with the farmer

I’m backwoods style I’m tryna double every dollar

Yeah they tryna hold me back but I’m true to my collar

Rolling down the highway

Back out on the road

Push that pedal, make that money

Till we make our way home

If you’re feeling how I’m feeling let me hear you say come on

You get it how I get it and you’re with me holla come on

You’re living how I’m living and you’re with it scream come on

Come on, come on

All I see is headlights shining, I’m out here grinding

You’ve gotta put your time in, we’ll leave I put mine in

That’s why I made the march booth photograph signing

My jaw half full sipping on the silver lining

Been on it past 10 and hell yeah I rode the lightning

Got knocked down, got back up fighting

They owe me like a sirloin, boy quit biting

Believe me if it’s been from the farm I’m a bison

You’re sweeter than cream, softer than icing

I’m high def 3D rarely exciting

You ain’t gotta love it you ain’t even gotta like it

But you gotta respect these words that I’m writing

Right hand like Tyson, beard like a Viking

Live at the tell me where to put the mic in

Battle of the so I’m out here climbing

Breaker one-nine boy come find me

Rolling down the highway

Back out on the road

Push that pedal, make that money

Till we make our way home

If you’re feeling how I’m feeling let me hear you say come on

You get it how I get it and you’re with me holla come on

You’re living how I’m living and you’re with it scream come on

Come on, come on everybody

Come on, come on

Come on, come on, every come on