Fishing what I do

Verse
Ride around in my old Chevy burnin’ gas to the spot,
Got my rod ready.
Camo’d up, hit the bank, two rods on me,
Circle hook Carolina with a striper on it.

San Jose to Stockton, Northern California,
20 test on my reel, yeah you know I’m loyal.
Fishing is what I do,
Mr. Teal Reels, yeah I stay true.

Hook
Fishing is what I do, yeah it’s more than a flex,
Early mornings, cold hands, line tight, no text.
From the bay to the delta, yeah I paid my respect,
Fishing is what I do, every cast what’s next.

Verse 2
Sun barely up, fog sittin’ on the water,
Truck smell like bait, mud on the fender.
City move fast but I move slower,
Patience in the line, yeah the river my mentor.

Drag start screamin’, heart start beatin’,
Every bend in the rod got a lesson I’m keepin’.
No trophies, no stage, just peace I’m seekin’,
Out here by myself, yeah my soul start healin’.

Hook
Fishing is what I do, yeah it’s more than a flex,
Early mornings, cold hands, line tight, no text.
From the bay to the delta, yeah I paid my respect,
Fishing is what I do, every cast what’s next.

Outro
Old Chevy rollin’ home, sun down, tired hands,
Another day in the water, wouldn’t trade it for bands.
If you know, then you know, this ain’t just a view,
Fishing is what I do…
Mr. Teal Reels.

West Coast / outdoors rap vibe