Mustard (feat. Justcallmedt & Miles Minnick) [Remix]

What do ya say there, guy? Mustard, ha! It's the remix! I love this one, here! D.T.! Prof. Biz! Miles Minnick! It's a Kingdom connection! Yeah! Jesus! Yeah, I'm steady thanking God for the day And I ain't moved by what they do or what they don't say Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway Through it all, getting up after I fall and I'ma bussit If you can't read between the lines, tell me how you gon' trust it? If I can't put it through the fire, then it just don't cut the mustard Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm on my grizzy Weapons form but I bet they all miss me So many Goliath's but I bet they fall quickly I put that on the Trinity I know they all with me Walking amongst the shadows I be shinning like a strobe light I wanna reach the globe but I'm just trying to get my soul right Amazing how something so wrong can have you feeling so right But in retrospect these lessons I expect get my whole life I pray he direct my path I left my feelings on road Cause it really ain't bout me, as long as we achieve the goal Enemy on my trail but. I got angels watching over me If Lucy's Nikki Parker, I must be Professor Ogalvee Running, ducking, dodging you, cause I don't want no part But Please don't get it twisted, don't no fear live in my heart I was trying to play 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 OOU 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 prayed for elevation, might as well enjoy the view Faith of a mustard seed and I combine it with the grind Boy the future looking bright I'm bout to blind em with the shine I been patiently waiting, 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! Iron, be sharpening iron, and if you ain't getting sharper Then you getting 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 training since Holy gave me a naming Bringin illumination Adjacent patient, Loso to Daylyt Unashamed and naked facing a righteous Judge and a baliff, why? Because I'm Carlton, and the Judge is Uncle Phil The whole family looking different since I moved in His Will Making records to reach in these tribe, 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, and walking tall Behind us, Mufasa lion paw prints, it was a jog around the block But 2019, it's suicides & 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 taking on fighting, more wisdom how to position Drift missles and missions, vegans and fried chicken Some here, some there, oh yea who in my lane am I missing? 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! God glow on me, head to the ankle Do this for the ministry not for the bank roll Blessings keep on fallin, man I need a rain coat Going thru some struggles, but you know how pain grows you Yea, I been rocking all my life, making sure im living right I just listen what He said, makin sure the flesh is dead New wave or prehistoric, do it live or pre-recorded I see clear your team distorted, this is much more than a performance Just show up for your enjoyment, this is something I been born in Swear to God that I been sworn in Open doors and watch 'em swarm in/ Like an army that's been marching, he the sergeant you the target I got seeds up in my garden, think it's time I reap a harvest They gon' hate on me regardless, talk to me like I just started Put my heart in, now I'm heartless Got the keys, I'm Kingdom hardened 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 Ay, slang when I talk, He gon' shift the atmosphere It's like rain when I drop Mission from my father I ain't never finna stop Break 'em off with what I'm saying, Helen Keller when I talk, oh God! Yeah, I'm steady thanking God for the day And I ain't moved by what they do or what they don't say Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway Through it all, getting up after I fall and I'ma bussit If you can't read between the lines, tell me how you gon' trust it? If I can't put it through the fire, then it just don't cut the mustard