Evil

(album: Gold Rush - 2018)

I don't ask for your respect
I demand it

They said I couldn't do well, I didn't have what it takes
I didn't have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes
Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel
You better know my name
You better know my name
(Gonna be reckless on this I told you)

I ain't trying flex 'cause I hate the gym
But I did so much leg work my time was in (Yeah)
Shout to Sonny B for the contract pen (Come on)
Gave me six figures with my own imprints (That's right)
So if one more label try to stop me (Yeah)
There'll be one percenters in your lobby (Yeah)
If one more label try to stop me (Yeah)
There'll be one percenters in your lobby (Go)
David Allen Coe just passed me the torch (Come on)
When I went to his house and we sat on his porch
We live for the road (Yeah), we'll die for the storm
We never kissed ass and we never conformed (Let's go)
My mom's in the chapel, yeah she's praying for me (Uh-huh)
Told me "Dusty slow down for your kids and me" (Uh-huh)
I told her "Mama I got too many mouths to feed" (Yeah)
And a million of my shiners that depend on me

They said I couldn't do well, I didn't have what it takes
I didn't have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes
Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel
You better know my name
You better know my name

Evel Knievel never owned a neck tie (Yeah)
Worked too hard just to say I get by (I try)
Daredevil risk it all 'til I die (Come on)
Valley on my back now we all world wide
Burt Reynolds (Yeah, yeah), blacked out TA (Uh-huh)
Still West Coast, still king of the CA
A Billboard chart to the Rolling Stones (Come on)
Signed a couple thousand titties, bought a couple of homes (Ha)
Tops come off I ain't talking champagne (Nope)
Victoria Secret better give me a raise (Yup)
'Cause I've been counting tags once they hit the stage (Huh)
Got 50 in my green room just the other day (Ha)
Now pass me the bottle of the Pappy Van (Let's go)
Got my spit than Copenhagen (Yeah)
And I got more bars than Bourbon Street (Woo)
And I bet your girls even heard of me

They said I couldn't do well, I didn't have what it takes
I didn't have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes
Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel
You better know my name
You better know my name

You better know my name
Oh, better know my name
You better know my name
You better know my name
You better know my name

They said I couldn't do well, I didn't have what it takes
I didn't have the fire in the heart, or the courage, or the fuel that makes
Well that makes me evil, like Evel Knievel
You better know my name
You better know my name

I don't ask for your respect
I don't ask for your respect
I-I-I don't ask for your respect
I demand it
I demand it