All In On Grit

Yeah,

freshman year, nine innings on the mind.

Every single day, we leave it all on the line.

Eighteen years on this earth,

now I'm walking the halls Balancing the heavy books with the stitching

on the balls Alarm goes off at five,

cold morning in the cage Writing out my history on an unwritten

page They say college is a game,

well I'm playing to win With the dirt on my cleats and

the sweat on my skin (that's right)

I bring everything

to the table, nothing left in the tank Taking every single pitch

to the bank

No shortcuts, no easy rides

Just the fire burning deep inside (let's go)

I leave it all on the line,

every sweat, every tear

Eighteen years of grit,

conquering every single fear

I bring it all to the plate,

yeah I'm standing my ground They're gonna hear my name when the

dust settles down (hear my name now)

Late night library, early morning on the dirt

They see the bright lights,

they don't see the hurt But the bruises build the character,

the hustle builds the man

Doing everything they said I never can Three-and-two count,

bases loaded in my mind

I was born for the pressure,

never falling behind

I leave it all on the line,

every sweat, every tear

Eighteen years of grit,

conquering every single fear

I bring it all to the plate,

yeah I'm standing my ground They're gonna hear my name when the

dust settles down (hear my name now)

Eighteen years old. Just getting started.

Everything on the line.

Every single time.