Out Da Mudd (Intro)

I was thirteen I was having that shit
I was right there wit Dion Derek nem gettin it
HA ridin thru the hood on bikes
I was tuckin that pack in the project fences
Early mornin me and skeeno countin up
Every time I pulled up
A nigga had a pyrex wit em
Dom taught me how to water whip it
Serve that to the west side
Raw to the project niggas
No cap Sixty Fifth said the mix right
Imma dance with it too
Fuck it it get hit twice
Seven Five get you halfway to the moon
And I guarantee a eight
And twenty two to get by
And im really with the movement
Got it taped on my neck
First time speakin on it but I still get respected
Cuz I move around that be really in the mix
I aint tryna bring attention that's unnecessary

Everything I got I got it out the mud
Tryna clean this dirty money stained up with blood
Heart bled out I ain't got no more love
The only relationship Im tryna keep is the one wit the plug
Tryna make sure everybody around me eatin cuz im the one wit the plugs
I was the youngest nigga hangin around all the older niggas
I was gettin finessed
Now a nigga know wussup

Shit goin on gotta park in reverse
Gotta keep one wit me gotta have it in the head
Aint no tellin how these niggas gone get
Cuz these opps aint scorein
It be niggas own circle why they dead
Three days straight outside same clothes thuggin
I ain't even change clothes Ion even give a fuck
Stupid ass hoe tryna turn her nose up
Bitch Im tryna have you movin bags I ain't even tryna fuck
If a play call my phone right now
While I'm hittin from the back
Swear to god I ain't worried bout a nut
Why the fuck would I buy a bitch a bag
If I buy a bitch a bag imma have that hoe trap out that clutch
Gotta put it in they face every chance that I get
Cuz I know if I live right now they gone act like I didn't exist
Speak how I feel and I stand on it
They turned they back I ain't surprised cuz I planned on it
They tried to brush me off
Lil boy me they ain't take me serious
Till I started popping out wit all these bands on me
Crazy how the tables turned quick
Niggas wasn't given me shit and I was still throwing grams on em
Cant let it change me
Gotta stay true to self
Dependin on my own two hands
Nobody else
You can ask Ren and Drizzy
I was thuggin
I was dolo
Had my ski mask rolled up like a skully
Project baby
I ain't never had shit
Nigga had to get full off lays and huggies
Nine teen nigga got convicted Im a felon
Every job I tried to get they wasn't paying me nothin
Lil bruh doin six every time he call my phone, nigga keep telling me turn up
Imma scream free you wen I walk in the club
We gone shut that bitch down we gone send that bitch up

Everything I got I got it out the mud
Tryna clean this dirty money stained up with blood
Heart bled out I ain't got no more love
The only relationship Im tryna keep is the one wit the plug
Tryna make sure everybody around me eatin cuz im the one wit the plugs
Yeah yeah
Im the one wit the plug
Im the one wit the plugs



Credits
Writer(s): William Smith
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