Crickets in the Floorboard

[Verse 1] Dust on my boots Mud on the floorboard Same old porch swing Same little back road Screen door squeaks Smell of pine and sweat Cooler full of long days Bills I ain’t paid yet (yeah) Truck seat ripped But it still leans back Got a Bible on the dash Got my past in the back I ain’t rich But I ain’t that poor Got a heart like a engine And it still want more [Chorus] Got these crickets in the floorboard Singing to my stress Old dog sleeping On my busted Chevrolet crest Got a sky full of nothing Means I’m finally blessed Yeah the quiet hit different When the world’s a mess I got dirt I got scars I got faith on my breath Got these crickets in the floorboard Telling me “boy, you’re next” (you’re next) [Verse 2] Mama in the kitchen Pan on the blue flame Daddy in the yard Still chasing that same name Ex hit my phone “Can we talk?”—left on read I got peace in my pocket Got a storm in my head (woo) Radio off But my mind still loud Every bad choice I made Sitting front row in the crowd So I step outside Let the night crawl in Every little sound Say “start again” [Chorus] Got these crickets in the floorboard Singing to my stress Old dog sleeping On my busted Chevrolet crest Got a sky full of nothing Means I’m finally blessed Yeah the quiet hit different When the world’s a mess I got dirt I got scars I got faith on my breath Got these crickets in the floorboard Telling me “boy, you’re next” (yeah, you’re next)