[Intro: Prof. Biz & J. White aka Hitmaker]
What do ya say there, guy?
Whiteboi
Mustard, ha!
It's the remix!
I love this one, here!
DT! (Ha)
Professor Biz! (Ha)
Miles Minnick! (Ha, ha)
It’s a Kingdom connection! (Ha, ha)
Hitmaker, Jesus! (Ha)
Yeah
[Hook: Prof. Biz & JUSTCALLMEDT]
Yeah, I'm steady thankin' God for the day
And I ain’t moved by what they do or what they don't say (Yeah, woo)
Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway (Yeah)
Through it all, gettin' up after I fall
And I'ma buss it (Ow! Hahahahaha)
(Buss it, buss it, buss it)
(Buss it)
If you can't read between the lines (Remix!)
Tell me, how you gon' trust it?
(Trust it, trust it, trust it, remix!)
(Trust it)
If I can't put it through the fire
Then it just don’t cut the mustard (DT!)
[Verse 1: JUSTCALLMEDT]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m on my grizzy
Weapons form, but I bet they all miss me (Yeah)
So many Goliaths, but I bet they fall quickly (Uh)
I put that on the Trinity, I know they all wit' me (Amen)
Walkin’ amongst the shadows, I be shinin' like a strobe light (Shinin' like a strobe)
I want to reach the globe, but I'm just tryna get my soul right (Tryna get my soul)
Amazin’ how somethin' so wrong can have you feelin' so right
But in retrospect, these lessons I expect to get my whole life (Woo)
I pray He direct my path, I left my feelings on the road (On the road)
'Cause it really ain't bout me, as long as we achieve the goal (Goal)
Enemy on my trail, but I got angels watchin' over me
If Lucy Nikki, Parker, I must be Professor Ogalvee (Ha!)
Runnin', duckin', dodgin' you, 'cause I don't want no part (Nah)
But please don't get it twisted, don't no fear live in my heart (Haha, in my heart)
I'm tryna keep it cool, but Bizzle told me to go beast mode
Juvenile delinquent, now I keep Xhibt G code
When at first I heard the beat, I felt like Tobe, I said "Ooh"
But if anybody know me, then they know it's more like true
Started to get much better with the cheddar as I grew
I pray for elevation, might as well enjoy the view (Why not?)
Faith of a mustard seed and I combine it with the grind
Boy, the future lookin' bright, I'm bout to blind 'em with the shine (Bling!)
I been patiently waitin', feel like I'm finally next in line
Bet you I can cut the mustard, I promise that word to Heinz, man, it's time!
Yeah!
[Verse 2: Prof. Biz]
Uh (Professor Biz, let's go!)
Iron be sharpenin' iron, and if you ain't getting sharper (Yeah, ha!)
Then you gettin' dull and rusted, and cannot cut the mustard
Please don't be that dude, teammate can't buy a bucket
I'ma need you on yo' Exedy, OS Giken, that clutch kit
Been in French's and Gulden trainin' since Holy gave me a namin' Bringin' illumination adjacent patient, Loso to Daylyt
Unashamed and naked, facin' a righteous Judge and a baliff (Why?)
Because I'm Carlton, and the Judge is Uncle Phil
The whole family lookin' different since I moved in His Will
Makin' records to reach in these tribes, no big deal
Drippin' the Kingdom from the digital videos to the stills
Deep side, O.P., Lakes, and Deerfield to Hollywood Hills
Some shacked up behind the four walls
We cuttin' to the standard with a sawzall, walkin' tall
Behind us, Mufasa lion paw prints, it was a jog around the block
But 2019, it's suicides and tag team wind sprints
One of the darkest weapons: indifference, in existence
Since those words hit from me, you need no instance
But in Christ, if we've won, then I don't have to win this
Less note takin' on fightin', more wisdom how to position
Drift missiles and missions, vegans and fried chicken
Some here, some there, oh yeah, who in my lane am I missin'?
By faith, you just gon' see my life story for His glory
Easy for me to cut the mustard when He already cut it for me
Like, fire! (Miles Minnick, ow! Hahahahahaha)
[Verse 3: Miles Minnick]
God glow on me, head to the ankle
Do this for the ministry, not for the bankroll
Blessings keep on fallin', man, I need a raincoat
Goin' through some struggles, but you know how pain grows
You, yeah, I've been rockin' all my life (Uh, uh)
Makin' sure I'm livin' right (Uh, uh)
I just listen to what He said (Uh-huh)
Makin' sure the flesh is dead (Get 'em!)
New wave or prehistoric, do it live, you pre-recorded
I see clear, your team distorted, this is much more than a performance (Oh!)
Just show up for your enjoyment, this is somethin' I've been born in (Ooh)
Swear to God that I've been sworn in, open doors and watch 'em swarm in
Like an army that's been marchin', he the sergeant, you the target (Oh, oh)
I got seeds up in my garden, think it's time I reap a harvest (That seed)
They gon' hate on me regardless, talk to me like I just started (Hate on me, yeah)
Put my heart in, now I'm heartless, got the keys, I'm Kingdom hardened (Aye, aye, aye, aye! Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Hey, uh, got something to prove
You could never walk up in my shoes, God got me, yeah
How the heck am I gon' lose?
Stomp up on the devil, foot is bruised, God got me, yeah
Ayy, slang when I talk
He gon' shift the atmosphere and it's like rain when I drop
[?] mission from my Father, I ain't never finna stop
Make 'em off of what I'm sayin', Helen Keller when I talk
Oh God!
[Hook: Prof. Biz]
Yeah, I'm steady thankin' God for the day
And I ain't moved by what they do or what they don't say (Yeah,)
Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway
Through it all, gettin' up after I fall
And I'ma buss it
(Buss it, buss it, buss it)
(Buss it)
If you can't read between the lines
Tell me, how you gon' trust it?
(Trust it, trust it, trust it)
(Trust it)
If I can't put it through the fire
Then it just don't cut the mustard (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm steady thankin' God for the day
And I ain't moved by what they do or what they don't say (Yeah)
Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway
Through it all, gettin' up after I fall
And I'ma buss it
(Buss it, buss it, buss it)
(Buss it)
If you can't read between the lines
Tell me, how you gon' trust it?
(Trust it, trust it, trust it)
(Trust it)
If I can't put it through the fire
Then it just don't cut the mustard
