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Grows On Trees

Hunter Parker
Hunter Parker
Modern Country With A Gritty, Self-Aware Vocal Tone, Male Vocals With A Noticeable Southern Drawl, Slightly Raspy And Textured, Delivery Should Feel Relaxed But Weighted, Like The Singer Knows He’s Making Bad Decisions But Leans Into It Anyway, Verses Should Be Conversational And Slightly Behind The Beat, With Natural Phrasing, Subtle Vocal Cracks, And A Hint Of Attitude, Add Light Emotional Grit And A Touch Of Roughness In The Tone, But Keep The Chorus Smooth, Melodic, And Catchy, Avoid Shouting Or Over-Singing, Mid-Tempo Around 100 BPM, Organic Production With Acoustic Guitar, Warm Bass, Light Percussion, And Subtle 808 Elements, Background Harmonies Should Be Loose And Natural, Overall Feel Is Confident, Slightly Reckless, Self-Aware, And Effortlessly Cool, Song about reckless spending, blowing paychecks at bars, buying drinks for strangers, putting friends in sections, ignoring consequences, self-aware but unapologetic, Clean Production, heavier 808s and bounce to melody

[Verse 1] Alarm clock ringin’, still feel drunk Same blue jeans, same beat-up truck Boss man talkin’, I don’t give a damn Half my check already got a plan Clock ticks slow but the check comes quick Blow it all on some dumb shit Got bills stacked up on the dash But I’d rather burn it than make it last [Pre-Chorus] Yeah I swear this time I’m gonna save it Then my boys call up and I can’t fake it [Chorus] I spend it like I don’t work for it Buy the whole damn bar another round of bourbon Throw it on a tab I ain’t read yet Actin’ like I ain’t already in debt Buyin’ drinks for girls I don’t even know Puttin’ my boys in a section just for the show I know damn well what I’m doin’ to me But I spend it like it grows on trees [Verse 2] Walk in loud, yeah I’m feelin’ rich Two hours later broke as shit Swipe that card like it ain’t mine Bartender don’t even ask this time Turn my whole check into bar receipts Tip too much just to feel like me ATM sayin’ “slow your ass down” I just laugh and make another round [Pre-Chorus] Yeah I talk big when I’m thinkin’ straight But I get paid and I can’t wait [Chorus] I spend it like I don’t work for it Buy the whole damn bar another round of bourbon Throw it on a tab I ain’t read yet Actin’ like I ain’t already in debt Buyin’ drinks for girls I don’t even know Puttin’ my boys in a section just to let it go I know damn well what I’m doin’ to me But I spend it like it grows on trees [Bridge] Can’t take a dollar where I’m headed anyway Fuck it, I ain’t ever been the type to save Yeah I know better, yeah I know the cost But I spend like I already wrote it off [Final Chorus] I spend it like I don’t work for it Couple hundred gone and it ain’t even worth it Yeah I earn every dime I burn But I let it fly like it won’t return Buyin’ shots like I’m made of green Middle of the night, blowin’ everything Yeah I know damn well what I’m doin’ to me But I spend it like it grows on trees [Outro] Yeah… I’ll deal with it Monday …or I won’t