Aint What It Was
Filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
Filling my cup with this mud
(With this mud)
Filling my cup with this mud
(With this mud)
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
Stay with my people, You know Its the MOB, I just make me a call, then we fill up the lot
I'm thankful for all of my brother's, We got it from nothin', Been Working, We been thru a lot
Now I'm filling my cup with prescription, it's not an addiction, It just help me sleep thru night
A lot of things that's on my mind, But I gotta go get it, I cannot sit and wait tight
I'm on the move, Now I'm feeling my groove, Time to draw up the play, and go ball with crew
They keep on asking me where I been at, Coming back like I'm Jordan, and jump to the moon
Filling my blunt with some pressure, I know that I'm pressure, Just know that this pack coming soon
And shawty keep calling me heartless, I hustle regardless, She know, Ima do what I do
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust
And we are not equal, They different from us
They different from us,
(Yea)
It ain't what it was,
(It ain't what it was)
Filling my Cup,
(Fill it with Mudd)
And I ran it up, Know that my angels they watching me, I cannot slow up
Gotta know it's a difference, Sit back, Pay attention, We add and multiply them numbers
I see no competition, I know that I'm blessed, And I say my prayers for the runners,
But sometimes I'm wishing I could get em back, Tryna hide the pain with these hunnads
Yea, Walk thru the rain, and the thunder, yea
These n***** ain't seeing me, I let em wonder
My brudda say he just got him a brand new hunnad clip, Now he feel like he a drummer, Ok light em up
Can't show no love 'cause these n***** might cross you, I gotta stay cautious, And stay in my lane
Sipping my tea, Gotta double my cup, I just handle my business, And stay out the way
(I stay out the way)
Real MOB s***,
(MOB, MOB)
Family MOB s***,
Filling my cup with the mudd,
(Mudd)
Yea, Filling my cup with the mudd
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
Filling my cup with this mud
(With this mud)
Filling my cup with this mud
(With this mud)
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
Stay with my people, You know Its the MOB, I just make me a call, then we fill up the lot
I'm thankful for all of my brother's, We got it from nothin', Been Working, We been thru a lot
Now I'm filling my cup with prescription, it's not an addiction, It just help me sleep thru night
A lot of things that's on my mind, But I gotta go get it, I cannot sit and wait tight
I'm on the move, Now I'm feeling my groove, Time to draw up the play, and go ball with crew
They keep on asking me where I been at, Coming back like I'm Jordan, and jump to the moon
Filling my blunt with some pressure, I know that I'm pressure, Just know that this pack coming soon
And shawty keep calling me heartless, I hustle regardless, She know, Ima do what I do
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust
And we are not equal, They different from us
They different from us,
(Yea)
It ain't what it was,
(It ain't what it was)
Filling my Cup,
(Fill it with Mudd)
And I ran it up, Know that my angels they watching me, I cannot slow up
Gotta know it's a difference, Sit back, Pay attention, We add and multiply them numbers
I see no competition, I know that I'm blessed, And I say my prayers for the runners,
But sometimes I'm wishing I could get em back, Tryna hide the pain with these hunnads
Yea, Walk thru the rain, and the thunder, yea
These n***** ain't seeing me, I let em wonder
My brudda say he just got him a brand new hunnad clip, Now he feel like he a drummer, Ok light em up
Can't show no love 'cause these n***** might cross you, I gotta stay cautious, And stay in my lane
Sipping my tea, Gotta double my cup, I just handle my business, And stay out the way
(I stay out the way)
Real MOB s***,
(MOB, MOB)
Family MOB s***,
Filling my cup with the mudd,
(Mudd)
Yea, Filling my cup with the mudd
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
Still filling my cup with this Mudd
All this pain, Tucked under the rug
Not the same, It ain't what it was
All my angels they watching above
N***** trippin this forty a glove, Not catching no feelings, don't think I'm in love
Stay with my people, The ones that I trust, And we are not equal, They different from us
Credits
Writer(s): Trevon Siler
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