Mud to Gold

Like mud to gold Mine's in this soil And I bring that soul And I will never get old, I'm turnin' mud into gold Like mud to gold Mine's in this soil And I bring that soul And I will never get old, I'm turnin' mud into gold right now Drippin' in this swamp water, with the snakes I'm not bothered I done been backstabbed in the front, back And in the head, but it's good, partner And I ain't no beginner, ain't nobody's paid for dinner I ain't perfect, I'm a sinner, underground so warn the devil All I am is a hellion, raisin' hell, rockin' medallions In '90s models cars that are holdin' some hellacious engines Hell naw, this ain't no pretendin', my vеngeance comes with no mеntions I'm sicker than dirty COVID syringes stuck in you bitches Yeah, you think I'm the cure (you think I'm the cure) And then you all die (and then you all die) I'm asleep in my bed (I'm asleep in my bed) Still blinkin' one eye (still blinkin' one eye) Still thinkin' of lines to cast in the pines For ones like me, who live the same life Just country motherfuckers in a town with a time way behind But we still make it shine at night Like mud to gold Mine's in this soil And I bring that soul And I will never get old I'm turnin' mud into gold Like mud to gold Mine's in this soil And I bring that soul And I will never get old I'm turnin' mud into gold right now These millionaires don't understand, these label owners don't fuckin' get it If I sign to slavery, I'll be shelfed up and dust-collected for fuckin' ages 'Cause you can't see no vision, your mind is not connected You've been blinded by Ferrari's, parties, and coke base ass records Everything is "yah yah yah", everything is "hitta bitta" Stars are made from walkin' in the trenches and it seems y'all all forgettin' Rap's about the fuckin' come up, where the fuck your asses come from? What you had to conquer transferred over into a bunch of small words For a big impact on people 'cause that's your position as leader Yeah, I'm white and country, spit tobacco like a gunslinger Yeah, I'll put you through the ringer, don't ever shit talk my people Or Preacher will shoot and not think twice about the bullets neither Like mud to gold Mine's in this soil And I bring that soul And I will never get old I'm turnin' mud into gold Like mud to gold Mine's in this soil And I bring that soul And I will never get old I'm turnin' mud into gold right now