G E A G A
Em Em C D
Em Em C D


[Chorus]

     C      Bm
Like mud to gold
       Em      E
Mine's in this soil
B   C C     B    B
And I bring that soul
           Em                         E   B
And I will never get old, I'm turnin' mud into gold
C    C   B  B
Like mud to gold
       Em      Em
Mine's in this soil
B   C C          B
And I bring that soul
    Bm     Em                         Em  C
And I will never get old, I'm turnin' mud into gold right now


[Verse 1]

C                B            B
Drippin' in this swamp water, with the snakes I'm not bothered
Bm     Em               D#m                     Em           C
I done been backstabbed in the front, back, and in the head, but it's good, partner
C              B               B
And I ain't no beginner, ain't nobody's paid for dinner
Bm      Em             D#m          G                  C
I ain't perfect, I'm a sinner, underground so warn the devil
      C                B             B
All I am is a hellion, raisin' hell, rockin' medallions
   Bm   Em                   D#m          E          C
In 90's models cars that are holdin' some hellacious engines
               C                    B            B
Hell naw, this ain't no pretendin', my vеngeance comes with no mеntions
    Bm          Em                   Em       C
I'm sicker than dirty COVID syringes stuck in you bitches
      C                                 B
Yeah, you think I'm the cure (You think I'm the cure)
B
And then you all die (And then you all die)
    Em
I'm asleep in my bed (I'm asleep in my bed)
      Em           B
Still blinkin' one eye (Still blinkin' one eye)
C     C                                B
Still thinkin' of lines to cast in the pines
    B
For ones like me, who live the same life
     Em
Just country motherfuckers in a town with a time
    D
Way behind, But we still make it shine just like

[Chorus]

     C      B
Like mud to gold
       Em      Em
Mine's in this soil
G   C            B
And I bring that soul
           Em
And I will never get old
            D        C
I'm turnin' mud into gold
     C      B
Like mud to gold
       Em      Em
Mine's in this soil
C     C          B
And I bring that soul
           Em
And I will never get old
            Em  C               C
I'm turnin' mud into gold right now

[Verse 2]

                         B                 B
These millionaires don't understand, these label owners don't fuckin' get it
     Em                      D#m            D#m            C
If I sign to slavery I'll be shelfed up and dust-collected for fuckin' ages
C                              B    B
Cause you can't see no vision, your mind is not connected
            Em                    D#m      Bm       C
You've been blinded by Ferrari's, parties, and coke base ass records
     C                       B    B
Everything is "yah yah yah", everything is "hitta bitta"
Em                                          Em     C
Stars are made from walkin' in the trenches and it seems y'all all forgettin'
C                       B        B
Rap's about the fuckin' come up, where the fuck your asses come from?
Em                                  Em   C
What you had to conquer transferred over into a bunch of small words
C                   B       B
For a big impact on people 'cause that's your position as leader
Em                           Em           C
Yeah, I'm white and country, spit tobacco like a gunslinger
C                                      C               B
Yeah, I'll put you through the ringer, don't ever shit talk my people
Em                                   D
Or Preacher will shoot and not think twice about the
N.C.
Bullets neither

[Chorus]

     C      B
Like mud to gold
       Em      Em
Mine's in this soil
G     C          B
And I bring that soul
           Em
And I will never get old
    D#m     E   C
I'm turnin' mud into gold
     C      B
Like mud to gold
       Em      D#m  E
Mine's in this soil
C     C          B
And I bring that soul
           Em
And I will never get old
            D   C               C
I'm turnin' mud into gold right now