Out The Mud by Kay Nine Tha Boss Lyrics
Hook:
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
Verse 1:
Wake up to break up
On the counter choppin dope
In and out the kitchen
Whippin around a couple zones
Flames high
Pots boiling
Nobody home
Out all night
For days
I wouldn’t wash my clothes
Around the clock
The same outfit
U niggas can go home
Got my gun on my hip
Its loaded
No time off
Whеn it come to my bread
Niggas with foul intentions
Gеt popped like a med
I'm wearing black blue
And Sometimes red
Keep 12 confused
Dyslexic around feds
I'm money hungry
Hustling it kept me fed
Never after no bitch
I chase money instead
Niggas got they face cut
Before i took a pay cut
Have ya bitch in my bed
Naked
Getting Face fucked
Hit it from the back
Yanking on her lace front
Dont play with me my nigga
Its Facts
Only say it once
Hook:
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
Verse2:
U can hang on the block
I'm in the studio
Seen many get shot
The shit takes a tole
Create audio
In hopes to reach the radio
Consistency and dedication
Increase the ratio
Stay focused
Money callin in Mexico
But my tour was legit
I'm in Idaho
Puffin on indica
Look like indigo
I'm At a weed cafe
Chillin in a bungalow
Yo money low
You better get on ya grind
I use to get it out the mud
Homicide On ya mind
Anything when you’re hungry
And you’re tryna to survive
Are u gone stand up nigga
Or sit down and cry
Hook:
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
Verse 1:
Wake up to break up
On the counter choppin dope
In and out the kitchen
Whippin around a couple zones
Flames high
Pots boiling
Nobody home
Out all night
For days
I wouldn’t wash my clothes
Around the clock
The same outfit
U niggas can go home
Got my gun on my hip
Its loaded
No time off
Whеn it come to my bread
Niggas with foul intentions
Gеt popped like a med
I'm wearing black blue
And Sometimes red
Keep 12 confused
Dyslexic around feds
I'm money hungry
Hustling it kept me fed
Never after no bitch
I chase money instead
Niggas got they face cut
Before i took a pay cut
Have ya bitch in my bed
Naked
Getting Face fucked
Hit it from the back
Yanking on her lace front
Dont play with me my nigga
Its Facts
Only say it once
Hook:
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
Verse2:
U can hang on the block
I'm in the studio
Seen many get shot
The shit takes a tole
Create audio
In hopes to reach the radio
Consistency and dedication
Increase the ratio
Stay focused
Money callin in Mexico
But my tour was legit
I'm in Idaho
Puffin on indica
Look like indigo
I'm At a weed cafe
Chillin in a bungalow
Yo money low
You better get on ya grind
I use to get it out the mud
Homicide On ya mind
Anything when you’re hungry
And you’re tryna to survive
Are u gone stand up nigga
Or sit down and cry
Hook:
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands
I got it out the mud
So you can’t tell me nothing
Hustle number one
Turning nothing into something
Ten toes down
Since I hit the ground running
And I still got dirt on my hands