[Chorus – Sung | ALL] I hunt what I eat, I fish what I feel Hands stay dirty, yeah, that’s how it’s real Don’t need no gold chain, don’t need no fame Just a line in the water and a rifle on a sling Raised on the quiet where the pine trees sway Sun on my back at the break of day No silver spoon, just a southern deal Live by the code and I chase what’s real ⸻ [Verse 1 – Country Rap] Mud on the tires, sun crackin’ the sky Coffee too hot, but I drink it dry Cab smells like pine and a little regret Learned real young how to place a bet Boots by the door, blade stay clean County-line cadence, talk slow, move mean Ain’t dressin’ it up, I say what I say Red dirt grammar, every damn day Got a drawl in the rhyme, got twang in the beat 808 thump with a backwoods sneak I don’t flex online, don’t beg no deal I just live this life, then I put it to reel Hard lessons learned from the land and time Every scar got a reason and a rhyme Ain’t chase nothin’ handed, I earned my say Let the work speak loud when I walk away ⸻ [Chorus – Sung | ALL] I hunt what I eat, I fish what I feel Hands stay dirty, yeah, that’s how it’s real Don’t need no gold chain, don’t need no fame Just a line in the water and a rifle on a sling Raised on the quiet where the pine trees sway Sun on my back at the break of day No silver spoon, just a southern deal Live by the code and I chase what’s real ⸻ [Verse 2 – Country Rap] River talk slick when the drag start cryin’ Bass hit hard like perfect timin’ Cutoff sleeves, sweat trace lines Salt in the blood, moonshine mind Truck bed full of “might come back” Luck stay lean, skill stay stacked I don’t rush shots, I don’t scare bites I let it come slow, then I get it right Raised on hush tones, back porch rules Earned my scars, learned my tools Little spice in the tongue, little sin in the grin Say grace quick, then I reel it in Moon climb high, got the night on hold Cold creek runnin’ like liquid gold Every cast another lesson learned Give respect to the life I earned ⸻ [Chorus – Sung | ALL] I hunt what I eat, I fish what I feel Hands stay dirty, yeah, that’s how it’s real Don’t need no gold chain, don’t need no fame Just a line in the water and a rifle on a sling Raised on the quiet where the pine trees sway Sun on my back at the break of day No silver spoon, just a southern deal Live by the code and I chase what’s real ⸻ [Bridge – Sung] Sun sink low, let the silence speak Heart beat slow with the river’s beat Been holdin’ this weight, been loadin’ this bend Ain’t let it loose yet, but it’s closin’ in ⸻ [Outro – Spoken] Yeah… That’s home.
