Mula Outro ft. Fetti Mula Lyrics

Yea

Mula yea

Ugh ugh ugh

2018 I lost my grandpa

That shit broke my heart then 2020 I lost my grandma

I went through regret I was stressed I was fed up

Even at my lowest I still always keep my head up

Dealing with my pain keep me focused

I been going off I know ya'll noticed

I know ya'll noticed I been going I know ya'll noticed

That's a fact

You know how I'm coming growing up chase the bag

You know how I run it going fast

Skirting off hundred on the dash

God please take the wheel cause I ain't tryna

Everything I say or mention they gon pay attention

You ain't living life if you ain't learning lessons

I only got my family got crossed by my best friend

All this bullshit I'm suppressing cause I feel like stepping

I been talking to my demons they been asking questions

Conversations with my angels time I been investing

No I don't get finessed I'm the one finessing

Stacking up all these rubber bands I keep stretching

Run it up first place I never came in second

Another win ima add that shit to my collection

I shoot my shot I look like I'm Stephan

You niggas fake you look like you wrestling

Friday night smackdown I keep a smith and wesson

For anybody who's life that they feel like betting

I roll the dice ain't no second guessing

I'm the best and you be forgetting

I'm a living legend

From anyones perception

You want a problem got a problem you get sent to heaven

You disrespect get no respect we making no exceptions

Uh uh we making no exceptions

That's a fact

You know how I'm coming

Growing up chase the bag

You know how I run it

Going fast

Skirting off hundred on the dash

God please take the wheel cause I ain't tryna

Fetti

I'm the voice of the streets

Remember sliding with them thirties

Now we all on tv

We be standing on the couches fucking up vip

Used to standing on the block

Dirty three x tee

Now it's all on me

Like crack in my draws

Momma never cleaned my room

Left the strap in the draw

Throw the racks in the floor

I need racks on the tour

We still tryna make it out

Tilt our hats to the lord

Dour hour

Had it jumping out the trap

I'm talking super sour

Reminiscing on them Ls

Wish I had super powers

I was to young for a strap

Now I'm riding round with thirties

If you try you get wrapped

I'm just tryna give you facts

Like the words on the back

Took my time up the ladder

No I ain't turning back

You know just how I'm coming

Play around with my racks

Got them killers on go

They gon move if I snap

It's a hard knock life

Still I gotta get paid

Hearing stories bout the hustlers

Got me stuck in my ways

Got one foot in the door never pivot on plays

Came outside wit my dogs I ain't messing wit strays

By any means I gotta get this I can't fumble this bag

Dressing fly up in designer

I got tired of rags

Went and popped a few tags

In and out been dishing it fast

Now I'm touching all this paper

Got me moving like flash

Damn yea I'm making them mad

I'm just tryna motivate

Really showing em class

I ain't talking mathematics when I add up the racks

I never studied still I got an a and I passed

I know its hard to start the grind it ain't easy to finish

But you will never change ya roll if you don't play your position

Man this shit is like a puzzle

Only pieces be missing

But I can't focus on the past only the present like Christmas

If its business I don't ask for forgiveness

Cause this ain't personal

Tryna reach new heights still working on my vertical

Everything on point my pen moving surgical

I don't even rehearse the flow

Crack flow make you overdose

Stack dough make it overdose

Nigga I been at it since six years old in my overalls

Rating ninety nine overall

Two k nigga who they

Roll the clip man its a movie

I keep shooting like

That's a fact

You know how I'm coming

Growing up chase the bag

You know how I run it

Going fast

Skirting off hundred on the dash

God please take the wheel cause I ain't tryna

Cause I ain't tryna

Cause I ain't tryna go

Cause I ain't tryna go

We gon do it like