Shades (Feat. Yelawolf)

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