CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Mud to Gold
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll 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 bit it's good partner
And I ain't no beginner, ain't nobody's payed 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
And 90's models cars that are holdin' some hellacious engines
Hеll naw this ain't no pretendin', my vengеance comes with no mentions
I'm sicker than dirty Covid syringes stuck in you b*t*hes
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 motherf**kers in a town with a time way behind
But we still make it shine at night
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold right now
These millionaires don't understand, these label owners don't f**kin' get it
If I sign to slavery I'll be shelfed up and dust collected for f**kin' 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' into trenches and it seems y'all all forgettin'
Rap's about the f**kin' come up, where the f**k your ass's 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 sh*t talk my people
Or preacher will shoot and not think twice about the bullets neither
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold right now
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll 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 bit it's good partner
And I ain't no beginner, ain't nobody's payed 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
And 90's models cars that are holdin' some hellacious engines
Hеll naw this ain't no pretendin', my vengеance comes with no mentions
I'm sicker than dirty Covid syringes stuck in you b*t*hes
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 motherf**kers in a town with a time way behind
But we still make it shine at night
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold right now
These millionaires don't understand, these label owners don't f**kin' get it
If I sign to slavery I'll be shelfed up and dust collected for f**kin' 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' into trenches and it seems y'all all forgettin'
Rap's about the f**kin' come up, where the f**k your ass's 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 sh*t talk my people
Or preacher will shoot and not think twice about the bullets neither
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold
Like mud to gold
Mine's in best soil
And I bring that soul
And I'll never get old
I'm turnin' mud into gold right now
