Explosive

Talking that smoke but they don't want fire Cruise through the south like a midnight rider Gold in my grill and a tank on E Still make waves when the bass hit me Chop with the reverb, roll with the haze Eyes too low, got the ghost in the gaze Never too safe when you walk my maze Hands too cold but the heat don't faze, yeah Ain't no hurry in the race, that's a fool's game Bus is turnin’ on you, only time that people change All this fakery, I see these suckers actin’ strange She ain't loyal, ain't no marriage, ain't no last name Rather low on change, but I gotta come up I be hustlin’ sun down to sun up Standin’ ten toes, haters won't be takin’ me I'm bout my cheese, I'm bout my bread, I'm bout my bakery Talking that smoke but they don't want fire Cruise through the south like a midnight rider Gold in my grill and a tank on E Still make waves when the bass hit me Chop with the reverb, roll with the haze Eyes too low, got the ghost in the gaze Never too safe when you walk my maze Hands too cold but the heat don't faze, yeah