Walk Thru the Mud
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Walk through the mud without help, no
I got problems bitch, yea ion want those
Them fake ass motherfuckers ain't helping, no
I could stand without shoes, don't get bruised up (Bruised up)
Slept through the pain
Walk through the rain
That bitch fucked up my brain (Brain)
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
(Grr, woo)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now (Baow)
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea
Ion do that I'm a hustler (Yea, yea)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea
Ion do that I'm a hustler
Yea
I got some friends in my phone
But people just look at your profile
5k, 10k, don't matter there be fakes there (Fakes)
I got my Gs, It's all fucking love
Don't fail to motherfucking marking my words
You talking that trash, say it to my face
Ain't fucking with fakes, stop playing with me (Yea, yea)
I'm outta her league
Stand on my feet
This ain't gon be free
Now I feel like I'm free (Free)
She dirty, she flirty
That ain't no special
Sipping on Henny
Feel like I can bleed
She come from the street
She strapped, she a cheater
I wanted to flee
There ain't no scene
Fucked up my dreams (Fuck ma dreams)
Woke up and came to these pussies
I'm hittin like them glocks .23
(Baow)
I got them demons the whole time (.23)
Went out, was smoking up reefah (Baow)
Ain't got no love with them opps (What)
Some snitches, ion fuck with them rats (Stu)
They think I'm stupid, I'm a foo
Faking they love and they crew
Please don't come to my stu
You gon get your shit rocked
I'm the student, you the test
Ain't learn from the best bitch
(Grrah)
Walk through the mud without help, no (Baow, baow, baow)
I got problems bitch, yea ion want those
Them fake ass motherfuckers ain't helping, no
I could stand without shoes, don't get bruised up
Slept through the pain
Walk through the rain
That bitch fucked up my brain (Brain)
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
(Grr, woo)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now (Nah)
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea (Baow)
Ion do that I'm a hustler (Uh)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out (Ay)
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea
Ion do that I'm a hustler
(Brr)
I ain't been fucking around
People be betraying, faking around
Took advice from the king (King)
You guessed it I'm the one that carries the crown (Crown)
Told me to do whatever I think
Then I decided fuck this shit (Fuck this shit)
It hurts, you my dad, you a foo
And that's the worst of it (Worst of it)
Cannot believe all this shit (Grah Grah Grah)
Crazy how fast I can get
All of my ego been here (Fuck me up)
Didn't discover the power i had on my hands and my stance
(Grr)
Like J Cole Im being the best
My momma be telling me that I'm the next (Next)
When it's Off-Season I'm back to the nest
TRG, first time two legends can co-exist
(Baow!)
(TRG!)
Walk through the mud without help, no
I got problems bitch, yea ion want those
Them fake ass motherfuckers ain't helping, no
I could stand without shoes, don't get bruised up (Bruised up)
Slept through the pain
Walk through the rain
That bitch fucked up my brain (Brain)
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
(Grr, woo)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now (Baow)
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea
Ion do that I'm a hustler (Yea, yea)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea
Ion do that I'm a hustler
Yea
I got some friends in my phone
But people just look at your profile
5k, 10k, don't matter there be fakes there (Fakes)
I got my Gs, It's all fucking love
Don't fail to motherfucking marking my words
You talking that trash, say it to my face
Ain't fucking with fakes, stop playing with me (Yea, yea)
I'm outta her league
Stand on my feet
This ain't gon be free
Now I feel like I'm free (Free)
She dirty, she flirty
That ain't no special
Sipping on Henny
Feel like I can bleed
She come from the street
She strapped, she a cheater
I wanted to flee
There ain't no scene
Fucked up my dreams (Fuck ma dreams)
Woke up and came to these pussies
I'm hittin like them glocks .23
(Baow)
I got them demons the whole time (.23)
Went out, was smoking up reefah (Baow)
Ain't got no love with them opps (What)
Some snitches, ion fuck with them rats (Stu)
They think I'm stupid, I'm a foo
Faking they love and they crew
Please don't come to my stu
You gon get your shit rocked
I'm the student, you the test
Ain't learn from the best bitch
(Grrah)
Walk through the mud without help, no (Baow, baow, baow)
I got problems bitch, yea ion want those
Them fake ass motherfuckers ain't helping, no
I could stand without shoes, don't get bruised up
Slept through the pain
Walk through the rain
That bitch fucked up my brain (Brain)
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
Grinding to the top, ain't stressed out
(Grr, woo)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now (Nah)
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea (Baow)
Ion do that I'm a hustler (Uh)
Whole lotta friends they are gone now
I ain't no pussy, I ain't back out (Ay)
These motherfuckers they be waisting time, yea
Ion do that I'm a hustler
(Brr)
I ain't been fucking around
People be betraying, faking around
Took advice from the king (King)
You guessed it I'm the one that carries the crown (Crown)
Told me to do whatever I think
Then I decided fuck this shit (Fuck this shit)
It hurts, you my dad, you a foo
And that's the worst of it (Worst of it)
Cannot believe all this shit (Grah Grah Grah)
Crazy how fast I can get
All of my ego been here (Fuck me up)
Didn't discover the power i had on my hands and my stance
(Grr)
Like J Cole Im being the best
My momma be telling me that I'm the next (Next)
When it's Off-Season I'm back to the nest
TRG, first time two legends can co-exist
(Baow!)
(TRG!)
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Writer(s): André Cabezas
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