Mud

(Hell yeah) (Dawg, dawg) (Yeah, yeah) (Verse 1 - Caleborate) When the lights get bright Are you gon’ fade or you gon fall How many times before you ball Back pressed on brick wall Watch the odds stack up against you Tell me where you going now When these chips fall I won’t be stuck on this block in disarray Echos ringing in my brain Same thang, every 3 am Cold game, can’t sleep Fuck it, let’s paint this pain away Bob Ross how I turn my L’s Into some happy trees Then we celebratin’ Throw blue faces Hoes rake all my leaves From probably To prophecy From pay for shows To gotta see Hate on me Then you must hate yourself That’s truth and and honesty Made it from the sandlot wit my niggaz Told em stand by me Now it’s back and forth overseas Shit feel like we a soccer team Striking conversations Always ending wit’ a “follow me” Told lil baby dating me’s a situation I exist in difference spaces And I go thru 'em standing tall like Phillip Banks This more than making songs I'm talking to my moms like every day She preaching patience I even called my pops to heal our situation He said I been young Just right ya wrongs and please don’t lose your faith 10 toes down Arms raised When you perceived as dangerous Black on black whip A couple chains We came this far from slaving Copped my nephew a marathon tee now he say that’s his favorite He think I’m so cool I say I don’t care I just care that you make it If it’s a game of inches Then just Babe Ruth Or Willie Mays it If it’s a game of rules Then bend them bitches And deliver greatness Yeah we been thru the struggle yeah we been through it all We made it from the gutta now we just wanna ball we just wanna ball we just wanna ball we just wanna ball Yeah Yeah we been through the mud and we can’t wash it off And we been through so much and we just wanna ball We just wanna ball We just wanna ball We just wanna ball Remember sitting in my room bumping ‘Real Person’ Tryna figure why my shit wasn’t working Thought I had it, tryna create static And closed circuits These niggaz tryna dim my light Shine regardless Go and get it if I gotta From the projects Not a problem Having dreams of really ballin’ Hall of Fame, not talking novice (yeah) Shocked ‘em they surprised My shit together like apartments When the friends ain’t really callin’ Shammgod to get ‘em off me From catching cases to catching break From pictures on the wall and the fridge To taking pictures with greats I make mistakes I hit my knees and I pray Amazing grace Homie hitting licks to mask and a car To save face (ah) I wasn’t wit’ it Just hitting, winning, wit bad intentions See me carry Weight on my wings Feel like Mark Henry Legendary, they try to treat me like I’m ordinary Story never changed, and I’m still great Tyler Perry From the bottom came up out it from the mud Funny how we remained silent Leaving college Broken pockets Do it big Not Milonakis Feel the pressure Niggaz tell me Did I left ‘em Never switch But know that I can’t wait forever Rapping in the pasture Even pastors say that I’m they favorite Granny on my bumper bout the Bible Say she love me daily In this game of inches, I go Primetime or Terrell Davis All my niggaz get it out the turf How we deliver greatness Yeah we been thru the struggle yeah we been through it all We made it from the gutta now we just wanna ball we just wanna ball we just wanna ball we just wanna ball Yeah Yeah we been through the mud and we can’t wash it off And we been through so much and we just wanna ball We just wanna ball We just wanna ball We just wanna ball Knowing that this life I’m living may end tonight Sliced short by the knife of God Cut down before blinking twice I aim to make amends for my sins With this pen I write Defend this light in my soul Before the darkness take hold Of me The hero and the coward feel the same The fire burn within But only one will taste the flames Strange Don’t let the body hold you back It’s only real purpose is to carry the brain Maintain Maintain --- Mud - Caleborate