I'm finally on the up and up
A lil' 401K
Traded in my trailer park
For a baby hood with a gate
We finally got a castle
Last one on the right, you can't miss it
Upgraded from the barbed wire
Now I got a nice picket
I can't play high class all day but some things never change
I can't hide it in a closet
I can't stuff it in a trunk
I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk
I can't keep it clean on Sundays
And keep the lights and water on
But I can't keep my white trash off the line
Car engine from a flowerbed
In a whiskey bottle base
Cadillac on a cinderblock
Duct tape on every other thing
Milk carton in the sunroom
Bugs out the back scream
Dog hair on the restoration highway
Who says you can't have nice things?
I can't hide it in a closet
I can't stuff it in a trunk
I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk
I can't keep my roots from showing
But I'm still dishwater blind
And I can't keep my white trash off the line
New money‚ old habits
Loveseat in the plastic
Steak fingers in a basket
New money‚ old habits
I can't hide it in a closet
I can't stuff it in a trunk
I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk
I can't keep it clean on Sundays
And keep the lights and water on
But I can't keep my white trash off the line
Got more rooms than the Jones'
Y'all and I still addin' on
But I can't keep my white trash off the line
I'm finally on the up and up
I'm finally on the up and up
Up and up‚ up and up
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