Out the Mud (feat. Jeree Hundo)

It's Hundo in this jawn Y'all know how the fuck we coming Straight like that All my life I had to hustle Straight out the mud we don't owe niggas nothing Black dickies black chuckas Yeah these niggas know how I'm coming huh If you want smoke then you know I'm going mash it 6 feet under put you right in a casket Poof you gone Just like magic Poof you gone Just like magic I turned a half to an ounce Look at the trap man that shit really bounce Scrapping the pot you know everything counts You either stacking or you starving And I ain't hungry cause I just ate Skinny dude but I gain weight Make your move before it's too late Fuck all that love cause that Shit be fake I was taught to make your own plate First of the month got my phone ringing Early morning got the birds singing I gotta get to this bag Niggas be watching they mad Big drip when you see me I drag Fuck once then you know that I pass Fuck once then you know that I pass it I'm tatted up cause I like the pain Niggas Pussy they can't even hang Get in a jam then you know they sang We spending the block We toting them glocks Swear to god I'm never gone stop Play with me the your ass getting popped Shut him down then we opening up shop Shut him down then we opening up shop I'm living everyday like it's my last Big four five niggas get blasted Walk em down yeah I'm right on his ass When a drill no need for a mask Remember days I was coming in last But fuck that I'm coming in first By any mean put your ass in the dirt Get your son before he really get hurt Niggas can't ball with the big dogs Get that work then I'm sending it right off In the streets I ain't got no chill Grinding hard trying to touch a mill 30 on me nigga fuck a pill Aim for the head cause I gotta kill In these streets man this shit get real In these streets man this shit get real I caring my strap can't lack If you run bullets hit in your back These niggas they know I'm the one Play no games this shit ain't for fun One shot and you done You better not scream you better not run One shot and you done You better not scream you better not run All my life I had to hustle Straight out the mud we don't owe niggas nothing Black Dickies black chuckas Yeah these niggas know how I'm coming huh If you want smoke then you know I'm going mash it 6 feet under put you right in a casket Poof you gone Just like magic Poof you gone Just like magic