I've been pushed further than I thought I'd be pushed

I've been working even harder than I thought I could

Phone stopped ringing, calls got screened

But I'm 'bout to hit a lick like you ain't ever seen

'Bout to show the world just who I am

I'm a songwriting son of a gun of a man

Don't want me at their shows, want me at their scene

But I'm 'bout to hit a lick like you ain't ever seen

Yeah, this ole hick's gonna hit a lick

'Bout to hit a dollar on top of its head

This ole boy got a lot of grit

No, you can't knock me dead

Stack 'em up, put 'em brick to brick

How I's born and how I's bred

I bet you thought I'd quit

But I'm gonna hit a lick instead

Oh, hit a lick

No, it ain't gon' come from just sittin' around

I'm puttin' pen to paper, baby, never put it down

Never stopped dreaming, they tried to make me leave

But I'm 'bout to hit a lick like you ain't ever seen

Yeah, this ole hick's gonna hit a lick

'Bout to hit a dollar on top of its head

This ole boy got a lot of grit

No, you can't knock me dead

Stack 'em up, put 'em brick to brick

How I's born and how I's bred

I bet you thought I'd quit

But I'm gonna hit a lick instead

Oh, hit a lick

Here's a little reminder

I ain't no first timer

I strapped up my blinders

'Bout to hit a lick, oh, hit a lick

Yeah, this ole hick's gonna hit a lick

'Bout to hit a dollar on top of its head

This ole boy got a lot of grit

No, you can't knock me dead

Stack 'em up, put 'em brick to brick

How I's born and how I's bred

I bet you thought I'd quit

But I'm gonna hit a lick instead

Oh, hit a lick

Hit a lick

Hit a lick instead, oh, hit a lick