Back In the Mud (feat. Tribe Mark)
Back in the mud again
Time and time again
Money that I spent
Still can't keep my friends
Guess they saw the storm
Left me in the wind
And I'm like
Don't do this again
But I watch em' change on me
Said they'll ride when I drive
Switch the lane on me
I'm down to die for my tribe
That's the same army
Mommy cry dry her eyes
Wipe I pain on me
I wipe her pain on me
Emptied my wallet and my heart
Gave them bands
Back in March
I salute you
You need an Oscar
You played your part
Had me thinking you was down
When a nigga came up
Had a nigga holding on
Like I can't contain the rush
That's a flag on the play
Watched you struggle today
When you was fucking with a king
Shit you had it your way
But now you offsides
And look your joy is running short
It's been a long time
Well since you heard a nigga voice
And I need all mines
I can't be worried bout your curves
When I'm online
And you be getting
On my nerves
With them false lies
We used to put in Overtime
Now we got no TIES
Now we got no ties
Now I'm
Back in the mud again
Time and time again
Money that I spent
Still can't keep my friends
Guess they saw the storm
Left me in the wind
And I'm like
Don't do this again
But I watch em' change on me
Said they'll ride when I drive
Switch the lane on me
I'm down to die for my tribe
That's the same army
Mommy cry dry her eyes
Wipe I pain on me
I wipe her pain on me
Wife her
I'm guessing she rolling
The dice again
Because I can't even
Just like her
No one opinion
Is quite the same
I had to get it and fight
None of my niggas
Do like the pain
I know the feeling
Is priceless
Whenever you make it
Your life will change
But back to the mud again
Where niggas is hustling
And nigga is taking drugs again
And shorty in love with him
And niggas is
Robbing the plug again
That's how they creep
When they gotta eat
And niggas is hustling
And riding and putting
The muscle in
Back in the mud
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
And I swear I've had enough
Back in the mud
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
And I swear I've had enough
Time and time again
Money that I spent
Still can't keep my friends
Guess they saw the storm
Left me in the wind
And I'm like
Don't do this again
But I watch em' change on me
Said they'll ride when I drive
Switch the lane on me
I'm down to die for my tribe
That's the same army
Mommy cry dry her eyes
Wipe I pain on me
I wipe her pain on me
Emptied my wallet and my heart
Gave them bands
Back in March
I salute you
You need an Oscar
You played your part
Had me thinking you was down
When a nigga came up
Had a nigga holding on
Like I can't contain the rush
That's a flag on the play
Watched you struggle today
When you was fucking with a king
Shit you had it your way
But now you offsides
And look your joy is running short
It's been a long time
Well since you heard a nigga voice
And I need all mines
I can't be worried bout your curves
When I'm online
And you be getting
On my nerves
With them false lies
We used to put in Overtime
Now we got no TIES
Now we got no ties
Now I'm
Back in the mud again
Time and time again
Money that I spent
Still can't keep my friends
Guess they saw the storm
Left me in the wind
And I'm like
Don't do this again
But I watch em' change on me
Said they'll ride when I drive
Switch the lane on me
I'm down to die for my tribe
That's the same army
Mommy cry dry her eyes
Wipe I pain on me
I wipe her pain on me
Wife her
I'm guessing she rolling
The dice again
Because I can't even
Just like her
No one opinion
Is quite the same
I had to get it and fight
None of my niggas
Do like the pain
I know the feeling
Is priceless
Whenever you make it
Your life will change
But back to the mud again
Where niggas is hustling
And nigga is taking drugs again
And shorty in love with him
And niggas is
Robbing the plug again
That's how they creep
When they gotta eat
And niggas is hustling
And riding and putting
The muscle in
Back in the mud
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
And I swear I've had enough
Back in the mud
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
With the guns
The thugs
The drugs
And I swear I've had enough
Credits
Writer(s): Markens Charles
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