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Out the Mud

Album: Racin' 2 DA Checc, Vol. 1 Durasi: 3:12

All my life, me and my bro been plottin' on a jug

We been out here tryna make it out the mud

Ain't nobody show us love

So who is there to trust?

Who is there to trust?

All my life, me and my bro been plottin' on a jug

We been out here tryna make it out the mud

Ain't nobody show us love

So who is there to trust?

Who is there to trust?

Aye

Dirty money got me sleepwalkin'

When nobody bang my line all I heard was the streets callin'

All I heard was the cheese callin'

All my p's and q's but all I heard was the p's callin'

I need the dough, I need the dope, bitch

If you ain't got it for me then you gotta go, bitch

Tryna get this money, I can't have a broke bitch

And these broke boys dumb, they make no sense

Aye

Bravo got caught up in the street life

And niggas start doing wrong cause shit couldn't be right

So how the fuck I'm 'posed to think right?

I be thinking late at night, dawg

I can't even sleep right

We gon' make it out the mud

Ain't nobody show us love

We gon' make it out the mud

Ain't nobody I can trust

See, I'on know if I could fuck with you

And I'on know if I been trippin' or a nigga got some trust issues

But I'on know who to trust

See, I'on know if you gon' slide

I'on know if you gon' bust

Breakin' records, that's a label, nigga

We gettin' money then we bring it to the table, nigga

Pink fifties, blue hunnids, I need all that

So tell your bitch [?]

You know a nigga fuck if you don't get no call back

But I don't want your bitch so nigga take your bra back

Cause I be gettin' money, and ain't no bitches finna stop that

And ain't no nigga finna stop that

And on the low

I been plottin' on a come-up

I heard you plottin', too

Fuck a nigga run up

Cause I been plottin' on a jug

I been plottin' on a lick

Yeah, I been plottin' on some shit

But I'on know who to trust

That's why a nigga keep a gun

Yeah, you know I keep that thang on me

Cause I'on know if they gon' ride or they gon' change on me

But am I wrong? Could you really throw that blame on me?

Cause life done dropped a whole lot of fuckin' weight on me

It took my nigga, yeah, my dawg, with my main homies

Free BLE$, yeah we working on your way, home g

So no more stressin'

This ain't a song, it's a message

And if you hear it, that's a blessin'

So no more stressin'

This ain't a song, it's a message

And if you hear it, that's a blessin'