Sm0ke - Mud Made (feat. RoadBeater & BounceOutLouie)

Bitch im tired of it
If these niggas want some problems we gon fire on em
And my brother almost died on me nigga
Hate the streets but i got fans I cant not love it
Been through so much and im still young bitch im tired of it
If these niggas want some problems we gon fire on em
Felt like yesterday my brother almost died on me
Aye nigga
Im just tryna shine make you blind homie
Pocket rocket but it got a stock and its 9s only
Baby bad pretty face thats a fine woadie
Aye i made the beat i didnt buy it so its mine brodie
Aye know you wanna see me win nigga
Aye now i know his face i cant wait to blitz niggas
Ask my brothers they gone vouch when it get sick nigga
All this money on my phone think im rich nigga
Aye pussy if he say its fuck me better stand on it
Caught em slippin gettin oil change that nigga ran on us
Feds dont want us on the road i cant stand rollas
But just know we gon get back and leave some crammed over
Aye i was trappin out my bike till i got ranned over
Now im trappin out this lexus not no land rover
Best believe 9s and 40s flip yo mans over
Aye nigga let me switch it up
Told my bro its on the flo and he picked it up
Im just tryna be my own man and get rich asf
Aye it dont take very much to get yo nigga plucked
Why these niggas pick this lifestyle and start bitchin up nigga
Was runnin reckless in em streets im tryna catch an opp
Runnin from the police back to back i swear ill never stop
I had to get it on my own im tryna reach the top
Niggas always hatin keep a gleek for every single opp
I remember flippin xanax just for 6 a pop
Stacking up my cho for a new load we keep on bending blocks
She suckin dick up in this load she love to give me top
I been stackin cho and takin risks im tryna reach the top
Them people actin hella hard until they bodies drop
I been fightin demons in my sleep so now i rock with glock
Im smokin dope to ease the pain im tryna pop an opp
I been poppin perkys back to back and now im noddin off
Brodie sticked up he gon shoot no hesitation
These bitches claimin me man these bitches false claimin
200 Ona dash we be zoomin speed racin
Eighth in ma wood she tappin out so ima face it
Lil baby askin me what i do ona daily
Said sellin ps fuckin hoes n duckin cases
White folks in ma pocket errybody say im racist
But im smokin on obama give a fuck bout whatchu sayin
Bitches chasin me money only thang im chasin
Baby you know you aint bad dont try to fake it
Fat ass woods white runtz is what im tastin
Told the cops the fuck I look like makin statements
I aint makin statements money only thang im makin
I just crashed the foreign i aint trippin im gon make it
I just met this bitch but she already gettin naked
All these bitches tellin me boy you know finna make it

Written by:
Sm0ke ㅤ

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