Bridge Between the field and the flame version2

Verse 1

Boots on gravel but my rhythm's from the city

Bassline bumpin in the pickup where I'm sittin

Got a cowboy hat and a chain on my chest

Mama said pick one but I wanted both the best

County roads taught me patience and the city taught me talk

Now I keep one foot in the dirt and one on the sidewalk

Pre-Chorus

And I ride that line

Where the highway splits

Two worlds in my pocket

And I never call it quits

Chorus

Country boy in a rap game

Turning dirt roads into refrains

Same heart same beat same southern name

I'm the bridge between the field and the flame

Post-Chorus

Yeah yeah

Field and the flame

Yeah yeah

Verse 2

Granddaddy's fiddle hangin right above my keyboard

I get a sermon from the dirt and a lesson from the interlude

Sunday porch swing Monday studio booth

Ain't no contradiction if you tell the honest truth

Fence posts and punchlines stretchin mile by mile

Every verse I write is gettin filed with red clay and style

Pre-Chorus

And I ride that line

Where the gravel ends

Got my whole life split

Between two close friends

Chorus

Country boy in a rap game

Turning dirt roads into refrains

Same heart same beat same southern name

I'm the bridge between the field and the flame

Post-Chorus

Yeah yeah

Field and the flame

Yeah yeah

Bridge

They said pick a lane boy pick a side

I said the road is wide and the sky is wide

Got twang in my throat and boom in my stride

Two rivers runnin one river of pride

Chorus

Country boy in a rap game

Turning dirt roads into refrains

Same heart same beat same southern name

I'm the bridge between the field and the flame

Post-Chorus

Yeah yeah

Field and the flame

Yeah yeah