Kevin Gates - Out The Mud lyrics
rate me(Pre-Hook)
24 hours, nigga, seven days a week
Gee, I don't get tired
I let ya otha niggas sleep
Turn up for that check
And yeah I get it out the streets
Hustle like I'm starvin'
Goin' hard, I gotta eat
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I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah)
I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Watch how I break my wrist
Make that water whip
Stretch it out, then flip
I'm all about my chips
(Verse)
Turn up in two seconds
Get it with music and coke, what I'm stretchin'
Across the street under a bando
And here with yo hoe, could get her to go fetch it (Here boy)
On the scale, but I call it the ruler
And that's what I'm usin' my method of measure
Got it jumpin' up out of the pot and
My cliqueity clucking surroundin' my property
I meant to say my clientickity
Numbers official retickity
Out the mud, nobody did shit for me
Arrogant often I'm bigity
All about money, like what done got into me
Breakin' down bricks and we blowin' good griggity
Say ya ain't feelin' me, outta try killing me
Neighborhood luv me, it's hard to get rid of me
My baby mothers are sick of me, I put that dick on 'em
Now they ridiculously sayin', that when I don't come in I'm with a freak bitch
I've been chasin' my paper religiously
I'm really in the street, othas pretend to be
Let me get off of my grind and this enemy
No one repeatedly coming and getting me out the mud
I'm the epitome
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(Hook x2)
(Verse 2)
Money coming, money got to flip it
I ain't waiting on nobody, I'mma go get it
I ain't tripping on a nigga, I'm a gorilla!
Somebody take something from me, I'm gon' go kill 'em
Trap booming hard and I'm serving out the winter
Burglar barred up, with a curtain on the window
Face card worth a lotta bands in the hood
Had to leave the dice game, got to bond-out Puss
Sunday coming up, pull the cars out, look
Anotha twenty grand, told my girl call Nook
Put bail, what the hell got all y'all shook
Poo hit the line in the drop
Plug went dry, had to take anotha route
Pulling up, getting it
I done went sickening
Drop no whip, and a nigga gon' vouch (vouch)
Anotha 4K just stuffed in the couch
Promise I ain't tryin' to swag, I just got a lot of that
Anybody try me, I'mma put 'em in a body bag
Follow that, copy that
Pounds in the garbage bag
Backed in the bank, y'all leaving after dropping that
Call 'em back Call 'em back, chill, no falling back
Quicker than I got it, then I done ran out of that
My denims reamed, people molly out a walker
Shitting harder than a bitch, they gon probably want all of that
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