Mud Games ft. Goldenaj Lyrics

Locked in my room

Considering it my chamber

I’m always ready

Hence the one off in the chamber

Teen years was caution

Now we at danger

That pen n pad

The counselor to my anger

I dreamed to be a poet

A rapper, even a sanger

To make it blend

Like ya baby mama cankles

Promised that I wouldn’t

Let the spotlight change me

I strayed away to find myself

Can you blame me

7th grade

Everybody called me crazy

The only hope I had was hoping that he save me

I was so confused

Weems didn’t know what to do

My days seemed blue still didn’t have a clue

I was scared to trust

Stayed ready to bust

The little quiet nigga

In the back of the bus

Well respected

Felt neglected

Patience tested

You had to get that issue

Oh that’s these hands you catching

Which is a well taught lesson

You better watch where you stepping

You know what type of shooting I’m doing when I say Stepping

I’m from the chapter bout precision

When it come to that stepping

If I leave, bets believe

It’s still the Sip that I’m repping

Yeah I’m sumn like a prototype

Reminding you of

What you want yo man to be like

A country boy can show you a thang or 2

Be the slim to yo queen

She bang for you

When the money come

Baby i won’t let it change us

I can’t let’s it change us u

Trapped in a box

I been working outta anger

Feel like the world

Trynna put me on a hanger

Turn to threat

Now they hollering out Danger

Now they hollering our danger

Can’t be out here walking around

Without a banger

And that’s a bet

You can put that shit on paper

I’m showing love

I thank the mud

For what it has done for me

I Get to the bread

Stack up the cash

And I keep it company ya

I’m showing love

I thank the mud

For what it has done for me

I Get to the bread

Stack up the cash

And I keep it company ya

Straight out the mud let’s get it

Light up the bud and hit it

Check out the buzz we did it

Now we bout to fuck up the city

I made a dub from pennies

Cause I’m trynna get it

See I want the wealth

Call up the bruz

Cause I’mma need help

I’m tired of working for somebody else

I was trapping out the Home Depot

Still clocked in at the mall

Working a 12

Pushing a bell

Trynna survive

Going through hell

Felt suffocated

But I kept it playa

Still underrated

But they know me well

This kinda swag

It don’t come for sale

Might take a lost

But I’m tough as a nail

Shout out the mud

It made me go harder

I Put on my team

Now they fuck wit us across the water ya

If I want a bag

I gotta move smarter

I put in that work

Cause I gotta be where the money at

When the money come

Baby i won’t let it change us

I can’t let’s it change us you

Trapped in a box

I been working outta anger

Feel like the world

Trynna put me on a hanger

Turn to threat

Now they hollering out Danger

Now they hollering our danger

Can’t be out here walking around

Without a banger

And that’s a bet

You can put that shit on paper

I’m showing love

I thank the mud

For what it has done for me

I Get to the bread

Stack up the cash

And I keep it company ya

I’m showing love

I thank the mud

For what it has done for me

I Get to the bread

Stack up the cash

And I keep it company ya