Stuck In The Mud

(álbum: The Sun's Tirade - 2016)

Stuck in the mud
Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud
Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud
Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud
Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud
Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud
Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud
Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Give me a day where I can play and I can pamper my wrist
Chrome inside pampers and shit
Grown and defenseless, long for my sister
Songs that'll get ya home my nigga
I got a blunt inside my granny whip
Like my granny did, when she was dealing with them damages
Yeah turkey bacon cabbages, oh
Uh, what happened on a Saturday?
Yeah, we took a Yukon just to grab my folks
I need a Groupon for all this dope
I know I do fine, but what did you find?
That bullshit but in due time
We acting like we living right, big pimping
These broads see stars my nigga
We are on guard and killing
Y'all niggas hopeless, quote it

Stuck in the mud
Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud
Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud
Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud
Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud
Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud
Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud
Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Look bitch, ain't how that shit when I be talking
And I get livid on that liquor
I give a fuck about you, I want some bossa nova
You wanna see the tower, I wanna meet the quota
You look like everybody, and if my Henny body focus
And if my Henny body focus
I'm baptized in that chastised 100 proof dummy suit
Junkie, I'm an addict
Everybody home, everybody home
I got a zip we can split, don't let everybody know
Yeah, keep it on the floor
Long arm with that quick stash
Top Dawg do your bitch bad with a big back
Holla if you with that
20 on this kick back
Looking like uh shit, yeah

Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud
Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud
Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud
Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud
Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud
Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud
Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud
Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
Ooh yeah
I be looking like a
Ooh yeah
With two 10's on the inside
Hoes, dreamers
Look at what that reaper got you
Range, Beamers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh
Pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh
I can handle, make your Bottle go away, yeah magic uh
Pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh
But I can handle, make the bottle go away, yeah magic uh

Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I?
Can I sleep for a while?
Can I work on myself? You ain't loving no more
So if they pull up on the side, I ain't ducking no more
This is after the half, an emotional dip
I was going too hard, I was sexting and shit
Take a line baby, spend your mind baby
This is just a California mind statement
Oh, shots from the Ruger, shots from the Ruger
Somebody died but don't nobody care
It's all bugged out, I'm still drugged out
We miss the couch and the lean at my cuhs house

Just pop a Xan baby, make your problems go away, yeah oh
I can handle, make the bottle go away, hey yeah yeah
Just pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh
I can handle, make the bottle go away, yeah woah woah

My cousin got a script I'm tryna make it flip
One baby mama cool one baby mama trip
No matter what I do there always be some shit
That nigga need a hug and I just need a fifth
My cousin got a script I'm tryna make it flip
One baby mama cool one baby mama trip
No matter what I do there always be some shit
This nigga need a hug and I just need a fifth

Pop a Xan baby
(No matter what I do it always be some shit)
(No matter what I do it always be some)
Make your problems go away, hey
Quarters and halves join in a band fucking your mind up
Quarters and halves join in a band fucking your mind up
Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes
Only pop it cause you heard it in a song
Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes
Only pop it cause you heard it in a song
Quarters and halves join in a band fucking your mind up
Quarters and halves join in a band fucking your mind up
Quarters and halves join in a band fucking your mind up
Fucking your mind up, fucking your mind up
It's gon' be mine, it's gon' be mine, it's gon' be mine
Come to here, [?], that right there, that right there
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