MUD
Money on mind I can't ever enough
My People tell me boy you running out of luck
Running out of drugs nah I'm running out of love
Why they all up on me when they need some like wasup
You ain't ever got me you ain't help me out the mud
All that pressure on me homie made me to thug
That shit in my veins
Yeah it's running thru my blood
And they know where I came from better some one
I ain't gotta say nun I just get it done
Tell me why they hate us
If we ain't the ones
Mama I done came up hate I gotta keep me sum
Pocket full cane and pocket full of slugs
I'll be grinding till that day come
Till they hang me up
And even when that day come
Still I'll be the one
Fuck around and get yo face gone playing round with them guns
Better watch who wit cuz the streets got no love
I done seen homies switch over nothing
Really you can't trust one
Know I got my angels wit me mis my homies up above
Miss my grandpa know you looking down on us
Know I do this this for my fam all the ones that ain't switch up
You can hate me all you want homie I'm still eating good
Kicking back like I should you can't do it like
Know you proly wish you could and this game ain't for the weak
Fuck the opps I had em shook
Next time gon be a coffin another soul in the wood
All this fake love said it got me so confused
Trust me homeboy you couldn't walk up in my shoes
All this fake love got me watching how I move homie
I'm a one of one you cant do it how I do
Roll another up then I take it to the stu
Homie you know I'm the one I could never be the two
All this fake love said it got me so confused
Trust me homeboy you couldn't walk up in my shoes
All this fake love got me watching how I move homie
I'm a one of one you cant do it how I do
Roll another up then I take it to the stu
Homie you know I'm the one I could never be the two
My People tell me boy you running out of luck
Running out of drugs nah I'm running out of love
Why they all up on me when they need some like wasup
You ain't ever got me you ain't help me out the mud
All that pressure on me homie made me to thug
That shit in my veins
Yeah it's running thru my blood
And they know where I came from better some one
I ain't gotta say nun I just get it done
Tell me why they hate us
If we ain't the ones
Mama I done came up hate I gotta keep me sum
Pocket full cane and pocket full of slugs
I'll be grinding till that day come
Till they hang me up
And even when that day come
Still I'll be the one
Fuck around and get yo face gone playing round with them guns
Better watch who wit cuz the streets got no love
I done seen homies switch over nothing
Really you can't trust one
Know I got my angels wit me mis my homies up above
Miss my grandpa know you looking down on us
Know I do this this for my fam all the ones that ain't switch up
You can hate me all you want homie I'm still eating good
Kicking back like I should you can't do it like
Know you proly wish you could and this game ain't for the weak
Fuck the opps I had em shook
Next time gon be a coffin another soul in the wood
All this fake love said it got me so confused
Trust me homeboy you couldn't walk up in my shoes
All this fake love got me watching how I move homie
I'm a one of one you cant do it how I do
Roll another up then I take it to the stu
Homie you know I'm the one I could never be the two
All this fake love said it got me so confused
Trust me homeboy you couldn't walk up in my shoes
All this fake love got me watching how I move homie
I'm a one of one you cant do it how I do
Roll another up then I take it to the stu
Homie you know I'm the one I could never be the two
Credits
Writer(s): Andrés González
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