Yeah
I swear, you know we cut from a different cloth
Don Ke, H-Town legend, I'm a whole other fabric, nigga
Check me out
I did it for the streets
I did it for the love
I come up from the bottom (Splash)
Mama, I'm just a thug (Where we from, Ke?)
This shit come from the mud, yeah (Mud, oowee)
This shit come from the mud, yeah (Mud, oowee)
This shit come from the mud
Tears done turned to blood
Hustle tight as a glove
Homie, we out the mud
Nigga, we out the mud, yeah
Nigga, we out the mud
I swear
I'm out the mud like a wet tire
I'm born in neighborhoods where kingpins extorted to wear wires
ATF token fiends, vocal chords with no pliers
I see why I turned to Mr. Merrick, stay higher, the streets fire
I see why Rizzo say it's hot
Cause if you ain't got a Super Soaker, you gonna die from a heatstroke before chickenpox
The weakest shot, the strongest kill
It's fucked up how that is, but down in Texas, guns is legal from the time you drop your baby bib
Now shake the crib
Jump off that porch, go get it how you live
Rob and steal, sell a couple pills until your record deal
That's what it is, everybody can't swim or dunk or run the field
But the mission still is to go get your meal
I did it for the streets (Oowee)
I did it for the love
I come up from the bottom (Splash)
Mama, I'm just a thug (Where we from, Ke?)
This shit come from the mud, yeah (Mud, oowee)
This shit come from the mud, yeah (Mud, oowee)
This shit come from the mud
Tears done turned to blood (Oowee)
Hustle tight as a glove
Homie, we out the mud (The mud)
Nigga, we out the mud, yeah (Mud, mud, mud, mud)
Nigga, we out the mud (Mud, the mud)
I swear
We from the dirt
The heart of South Park, it wasn't no silver spoons, nigga
Just the [?] in the [?], I'm in too deep, I'm out here swimming
With the killers and sharks, straight out the mud, and ain't no room for them busters and marrs
We waking up inside the trenches, then we sleep in the slums
These niggas starving, showing they teeth, might just kill you for crumbs
When niggas hungry, they ain't scared of a bit in the pen
He didn't parole, he discharged then he did it again, that's old law, yeah
Concrete, I got my game out the gravel
Keep that thing cocked and loaded fore you move around and travel
Soldiers united for cash, it's one love
Own sauce, I'ma drip on they ass, straight out the mud
I did it for the streets
I did it for the love
I come up from the bottom (Splash)
Mama, I'm just a thug (Where we from, Ke?)
This shit come from the mud, yeah (Mud, oowee)
This shit come from the mud, yeah (Mud, oowee, drip)
This shit come from the mud
Tears done turned to blood (Oowee)
Hustle tight as a glove
Homie, we out the mud
Nigga, we out the mud, yeah (Mud, mud, mud, mud)
Nigga, we out the mud (Mud, the mud)
I swear
