Tommy Chayne, Upchurch - King of the Pines lyrics

Ridin' high
(Ridin' high) creepin' slow (Creepin' slow)
Windows down
(Windows down) blowin' smoke (Blowin' smoke)
Diesel, I ride though, moonshine I swallow
Truck customized like I just hit the lotto
Ridin' high
(Ridin' high) creepin' slow (Creepin' slow)
Windows down
(Windows down) blowin' smoke (Blowin' smoke)
Diesel, I ride though, moonshine I swallow
Truck customized like I just hit the lotto

King of the pines, big boy
These woods is mine and all the time
I flip these 'round like patty cake
Love to see the face of what haters say
Tommy Chayne he gon' fade away
But hell not today, okay
County boy with a couple skills
You slay things I pay the bills
Neighbor off in Nashville is hella real
Just ask Church where the moonshine still
Roughneck and that's how I live
Raisin' hell since I was a kid
Can't change now, know me now
Sippin' shine and I'm blowin' loud
Turn me up, they can hear me now
Run away boy, work crowd
And in a crowd I ain't hard to find
6'4" from my head to the ground
On the grind 'cause ain't got no time
Drunk as hell off moonshine
Twisted up and I'm feelin' fine, feelin' fine
Plugged in like power lines
Tommy Chayne king of the pines

Ridin' high
(Ridin' high) creepin' slow (Creepin' slow)
Windows down
(Windows down) blowin' smoke (Blowin' smoke)
Diesel, I ride though, moonshine I swallow
Truck customized like I just hit the lotto
Ridin' high
(Ridin' high) creepin' slow (Creepin' slow)
Windows down
(Windows down) blowin' smoke (Blowin' smoke)
Diesel, I ride though, moonshine I swallow
Truck customized like I just hit the lotto

Pullin' up in that black on black
Like Johnny Cash in the 60's
Shootin' birds to the paparazzi while they
In my face gettin' pictures
Now everybody want a touch and pose like
If I die they'd miss me
When last year I was reachin' out but
They thought my hands was filthy
Now I'm covered up with these tattoos like
I been livin' out in Cali
When I'm really in the cut in the
Country breakin' out this big black Denali
County Sheriff might come roll up
But I don't mean for citations
He's sittin' in a circle with me
Puff passin' in this rotation
Country fresh, came from them rags
Used to school shop at the Goodwill
Now I buy my brother's clothes
My girlfriends Jeep got new wheels
Hate all you want but there's no
Denyin' my tough hard organic grind
I'm that motherfucker dog
Churchman king of the pines

Ridin' high
(Ridin' high) creepin' slow (Creepin' slow)
Windows down
(Windows down) blowin' smoke (Blowin' smoke)
Diesel, I ride though, moonshine I swallow
Truck customized like I just hit the lotto
Ridin' high
(Ridin' high) creepin' slow (Creepin' slow)
Windows down
(Windows down) blowin' smoke (Blowin' smoke)
Diesel, I ride though, moonshine I swallow
Truck customized like I just hit the lotto