Out the Mud

If you know me then you know that I'm a trip
Clutching now can't loose my grip
Loose lips sink ships
Back to the old me I gotta pipe down
I promise I won't make a sound
That G shit is in my blood
That Z shit is in my blood
That G shit is in my blood
That Z shit is in my blood
And yea I want it out the mud
Yeah I want it out the mud
That Zoe shit is in my blood
That Zoe shit is in my blood
Broke times
Who finna call?
Nobody there yea
One time
Show me it's love
Then ima met you there
Show me you care
Don't be kicking me when I'm down
I go to war with the devil
we toe to toe round for round
On top of that, the negative energy in the air
I could smell it, I feel it, tunnel vision got me oblivious
Guess that's what keep me going to write a verse
I got some nerves ain't a
Stick to my word ain't a
All the bullshit them niggas on for the birds
I curve bitches who can't even keep a dub in they purse now
Been through the worse now
Survive the tough drought
Life still a BCT trip
No bus route
Never had it easy
I feel so left out
Ain't no EBT
Them folk ain't help out
But my folk made it happen
I gotta be bless now
This shit is a test now
Life is gift my nigga
I can't stress out
Fuck it this whole building on the section 8 in this bihh
Jit went from running outside with no shoes on
Grew up to be that nigga who just ended up doing something from nothing
And when he do it he stunting
He running shit ain't no punting
That G shit is in my blood
That Z shit is in my blood
That G shit is in my blood
That Z shit is in my blood
And yea I want it out the mud
Yeah I want it out the mud
That Zoe shit is in my blood
That Zoe shit is in my blood
Broke times
Who finna call?
Nobody there yea
One time
Show me it's love
Then ima met you there
Show me you care
Broke times
Who finna call?
Nobody there yea
One time
Show me it's love
Then ima met you there
Show me you care