Out The Mud Lyrics

Too focused on succeeding, don't be entertaining, drama

Ain't got a lot of friends, just my sisters and my brothers

Not a fan of too many rappers, a lot of them be frontin

I never sell my soul, not for no amount of money

Had to get it out the mud, yeah

I ain't a stranger to hustlin

When we came up out chea struggle and had to get it out the mud, for real

Everything ain't peaches and cream like these niggas makin' it seem

I don't care about what he say or she say

As long as we straight, it should make no difference

I don't entertain that ignorance anyway

Niggas two faced, they'll cross you up like a shoelace

I am too straight, I don't do fake

No new friends, these dudes snakes

Can't take the bait, got it out the mud

Only if few can relate

I don't mash the brakes

I don't have to take no other route

Just straight away and I ain't crashin' out

This God's plan, never had a doubt

The coldest thing since Soul Train

A fire that they cannot put out

When you comin' from nothin' to somethin' that's beautiful

And the world ugly, I don't expect them to love me

Really, what you expect from me

I been playin' to win and you prayin' I lose

It's disgusting, but it's all or nothin

This is me, Nigga. unkut shit

Too focused on succeeding, don't be entertainin' drama

Ain't got a lot of friends

Just my sisters and my brothers

Not a fan of too many rappers

A lot of them be frontin

I never sell my soul, not for no amount of money

Had to get it out the mud

Yeah, I ain't a stranger to hustlin

When we came up out chea strugglin

Had to get it out the mud

For real, everything ain't peaches and cream

Like these niggas makin' it seem

How you expect me to respect you

Or let you just move

Like two left shoes

Don't approve of the shit that you do

And you a grown man

Shouldn't have to babysit you

If it ain't yours, shouldn't touch it

If you ain't asked to use it

Never steal from my brothers

Bitch, we struggled together

Grind with a purpose out the dirt

We was brothers forever

All I did was show you love

Wanna see you do better

You on some other shit

Ain't feelin' that no birds of a feather

Thought you had changed, man

Same lame shit that you on

Get niggas killed on the real

And you know that you wrong

Had your back right or wrong

Made your bed, lay in it

And don't be cryin' about your problems

You put yourself in them

Too focused on succeeding

Don't be entertainin' drama

Ain't got a lot of friends

Just my sisters and my brothers

Not a fan of too many rappers

A lot of them be frontin

I never sell my soul

Not for no amount of money

Had to get it out the mud

Yeah, I ain't a stranger to hustlin

When we came up out chea strugglin

Had to get it out the mud

For real, everything ain't peaches and cream

Like these niggas makin' it seem