It ain’t like you to care what city lights do
She traded them two lane roads for them one way city streets
She traded a blue jean wardrobe for things that say Louie V
She traded a 96 square body red truck
For a brand new all blue Tesla
But that ain’t the girl that I once knew before
It ain’t like you to care what city lights do
Those back home roots used to be what showed you everything you wanted
Till you got gone, and swore to God that you don’t want em
Swore to God that she don’t want em
You so high-rise living, know you already been forgetting that old lower creek spot where we used to go fishing
You used to wanna stay here forever, get married, buy land, and raise some babies
But it changed up when you saved up all that summer job money
Then you packed up that hand me down truck and took everything from me
But It ain’t like you to care what city lights do
Those back home roots used to be what showed you everything you wanted
Till you got gone, swore to God, that you don’t want em