Out The Mud
I stayed the same and these niggas be talking like they really know me and know where I came from
I got this shit out the mud with the same ones
I'll never hang with the fake or the lame ones
Nigga they steppers with me
Always gotta keep the pressure with me
Niggas trappin on a regular basis
We not stunting all these bitches they basic
Gotta dream so I had to go chase it
Where I grew up all them people was racist
Young nigga I felt like it was slavery
All my niggas smoking weed like the 80s
You cant be around me with all the fake shit
Way I live swear these niggas they hate it
Believe me all them people debated
Now I'm looking like I really done made it
I pray to god to keep me strong
In this cold world I feel so alone
I did them drugs when I knew it was wrong
But all that depression it had me so lost
Had to get clean nigga I had to floss
Had to step up so that I would be bossin
What you need? Bet we sell and make profits
We was really breaking in with them lock picks
I can't leave the house unless that lil strap with me
Why it seem like you tryna get back at me
When I was a kid them people had laughed at me
Way I'm flexing now got them so mad at me
But when they see me now they won't admit that they seen
That a nigga he do better
And I ain't gone talk bout the brand but they seen on the gram
When I flex in them new sweaters
I know they see me and kinsey relationship goals we could be in a newsletter
And when I see all of they lives I compare it to mine
And that shit make my mood better
Imma keep flexing flexing flexing flexing
And make niggas mad
Tell them lil niggas to get in the bag
Flexing for life I wont ever relax never relax
I stayed the same and these niggas be talking like
They really know me and know where I came from
I got this shit out the mud with the same ones
I'll never hang with the fake or the lame ones
Nigga they steppers with me
Always gotta keep the pressure with me
Niggas trappin on a regular basis
We not stunting all these bitches they basic
Gotta dream so I had to go chase it
Where I grew up all them people was racist
Young nigga I felt like it was slavery
All my niggas smoking weed like the 80s
I got this shit out the mud with the same ones
I'll never hang with the fake or the lame ones
Nigga they steppers with me
Always gotta keep the pressure with me
Niggas trappin on a regular basis
We not stunting all these bitches they basic
Gotta dream so I had to go chase it
Where I grew up all them people was racist
Young nigga I felt like it was slavery
All my niggas smoking weed like the 80s
You cant be around me with all the fake shit
Way I live swear these niggas they hate it
Believe me all them people debated
Now I'm looking like I really done made it
I pray to god to keep me strong
In this cold world I feel so alone
I did them drugs when I knew it was wrong
But all that depression it had me so lost
Had to get clean nigga I had to floss
Had to step up so that I would be bossin
What you need? Bet we sell and make profits
We was really breaking in with them lock picks
I can't leave the house unless that lil strap with me
Why it seem like you tryna get back at me
When I was a kid them people had laughed at me
Way I'm flexing now got them so mad at me
But when they see me now they won't admit that they seen
That a nigga he do better
And I ain't gone talk bout the brand but they seen on the gram
When I flex in them new sweaters
I know they see me and kinsey relationship goals we could be in a newsletter
And when I see all of they lives I compare it to mine
And that shit make my mood better
Imma keep flexing flexing flexing flexing
And make niggas mad
Tell them lil niggas to get in the bag
Flexing for life I wont ever relax never relax
I stayed the same and these niggas be talking like
They really know me and know where I came from
I got this shit out the mud with the same ones
I'll never hang with the fake or the lame ones
Nigga they steppers with me
Always gotta keep the pressure with me
Niggas trappin on a regular basis
We not stunting all these bitches they basic
Gotta dream so I had to go chase it
Where I grew up all them people was racist
Young nigga I felt like it was slavery
All my niggas smoking weed like the 80s
Credits
Writer(s): Nikolas Gcabashe
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