Bitch I got it out the mud
Everything I got is up in mud Yeah the hoe,
you can ask anyone
I really got it out the mud Bitch I got it out the mud
Everything I got is up in mud Yeah the hoe,
you can ask anyone
I really got it out the mud
No silver spoon,
nobody did * for me In fact the hoes some out who ain't never
Did * for me I don't owe nobody,
please own me
I been in my bank,
I been shot at,
been stabbed But I'm still alive,
is that right you mad?
Shout out to my homies hustlin' on the ground for the cash
Cause ain't * free in this world and you know that's a fact
I really come from nothing,
promise I'ma be something
Do it big,
never quit,
I love you when you jumpin'
I do this for my bros who gone and my bros in the pen
A few of them got twenty,
father life,
a couple others got ten
I'm just tryna enjoy my freedom and the songs of life,
try to read em
And if I catch any kisses, pray that I beat em
I been working for this my whole life,
all day,
all night
Hittin' stages,
rippin' mics,
even in the booth This ain't nothing new bud,
just like
the fact that I got this * straight up out the mud
Bitch I got it out the mud Everything I got is up in mud
Yeah hoe,
you can ask anyone I really got it out the mud
Bitch I got it out the mud Everything I got is up in mud
Yeah hoe,
you can ask anyone I really got it out the mud