Shades

I keep my shades on in front of these faded eyes

And tryna keep it somewhere in between the lines

I keep my Ray's on even when the stars are risin'

And keep my headlights pointin' on this road tonight

(Y'all been waitin' on us? Now what?)

You say, "Colt Ford", I say, "Barbed wire"

Big jacked up trucks and mud tires

Small town boy with a empire

Build with skill and deep desire

Hard work, y'all can't imagine

See them hats and boots, we changing fashions

If I'm breathin' dragons, can't stop me from gettin' the bag

Independently

We flew the flag, red, White and Blue

Put it on for Nashville how Titans do

Stay family friendly, didn't cuss too much

Now it's thirty racks when the bus pull up

I can build a house with stacks of paper

Boots exotic, alligator

Innovator, culture changer

Synonymous with country bangers

Wasn't over night, had to build a dream

Now its Rolling Stone, Billboard magazine

Golf digest, fill the stream

Platinum hits, ten billion streams

Never wait in line when I met Aldean

Probably 'cause I'm with Aldean

Shut 'em all up, got a gang a of haters

Now watch 'em close through my aviators

I keep my shades on in front of these faded eyes

And tryna keep it somewhere in between the lines

Ride around the city in a black Cadillac, yeah, just like one of my country heroes

Let the buckshot spray, hit the old stop sign with a sawed off pump and reload

(I keep my Ray's on even when the stars are risin')

(And keep my headlights pointin' on this road tonight)

Yeah, ride around the city in a black Cadillac, yeah, just like one of my country heroes

Let the buckshot spray, hit the old stop sign with a sawed off pump and reload

Yeah, I come from the hill not the Cypress Hill

But the hill in the Alabama stars

But I'm as real as B-Real boy, you better have faith in the heel like Tim McGraw

Been with the boys like bar with the bar

From Big Krit to Kendrick Lamar

You better do some research, fuck a t-shirt

Give a bitch a knee jerk, like uh-huh

(Uh-huh uh-huh)

Yeah, I kick a double entendre

In a two ton truck and a Manuel suit

Yela with the middlefinger with a thumb up

Men'll pause, motherfucker, we go dumb

Men'll pause, hit the re-write button

I been on their neck

Like like a button up shirt all-the-way-button

This ain't Nickelback, can't get a refund

This ain't a pickleback but I never chased none

I coulda chased y'all but the way that I run

When God made me he should have tracked me gun

I don't leave bread, just leave crumbs

I left my trail in all my albums

Yeah, jump in the Maybach with Ray shade glasses

That's just money of Pop the Trunk

(Punk) I keep my shades on in front of these faded eyes

I'm tryna keep it somewhere in between the lines

(Ride around the city in a black Cadillac yeah just like one of my country heroes)

(Let the buckshot spray, hit the old stop sign with a sawed off pump and reload)

I keep my Ray's on even when the stars are risin'

And keep my headlights pointin' on this road tonight

Yeah, ride around the city in a black Cadillac, yeah, just like one of my country heroes

Let the buckshot spray, hit the old stop sign with a sawed off pump and reload