OUT THE MUD (feat. BENNY THE BUTCHER)

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Raymond Alan

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I had to butcher up that work like Benny when my pockets was empty, simply cause the hustler

In me, effin' slidin' with me, pullin' up in brand new Bentleys, got them lookin' sickly
Disgustin' went from rags to rich and they like, damn, who is he?
They actin' like it's all love, they deserve an Emmy, I'm winnin' for real so all the hatin'
It don't offend me, I got it the harder way, every last penny, and every woman that ain't

With me, I know they resent me, and that she wish she never met me, Carl Thomas, get out
Your feelings, get your back, that's the only promise, presidential bus down, Tatiana Obama
I kept it solid, never talked to your honor, f*ck 12, but you know we still rockin' with
Mo Bamba, the only snake I ever cheered for was the Black Mamba, me and  future got nothin' in common

I'm stackin' my commas, but if I wanted I cop it, I'd hit the mall, I'm go unconscious
I got it out the mud, yeah, they all know, the bigger you get, the more they hate you
On the low, can't stop, cause they love me coast to coast, every time I win, that's a
Champagne toast, out the mud, around the globe, runnin' it up, and I stood ten toes, never there
But I'm always reppin' home, and they know, I know they know,

They gon' say the money changed me
But I'ma say the haters did it, I watched them suckers bend the rules, but what I do
Forget them niggas, makin' movies, I play the villain, shakin', movin', makin' millions
Money callin', my line beepin', I had to tell them to wait a minute, ooh

Felipe Steak for Table Scraps, I don't lie when makin' raps, enough dough saved up that
I can pay the label back, overseas tourin', I'm stayin' at a Paris Hilton, then a few weeks later
A nigga ran into Paris Hilton , I mean cocaine, aroma smoke, we never got diplomas though
The president, they makin' drugs legal, that's who I'm votin' for, you know BSF the stamp nigga

These killers uncontrollable, the hip-hop police with my mug shot for these quotables
S-Class, the new one, the model, pillows in the back and the rug so soft
Can't wear your shoes when we ridin', I'm used to beef, all they do is send hollows
Keep playin', we got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles, it's butch, nigga

I got it out the mud, yeah, they all know, the bigger you get, the more they hate you on the low
Can't stop, cause they love me coast to coast, every time I win, that's a champagne toast
Out the mud, around the globe, runnin' it up, and I stood ten toes, never there
But I'm always reppin' home, and they know, I know they know,

We never bend break or fold , yeah they love me coast to coast man, running laps around around the globe oh I know they know

as many L's that I took, I should be down
But I'm up, all the times I was tryna bounce back, I messed my rear up, spent so much bread

At the Galleria, tell me how they really hatin' from the bleachers, at least I got in the game
At least they said my name, I gave it my all, win, lose, or draw, I ain't got no shame
You toes on the road, I'm watchin' these niggas try hop in my lane, it's really insane
I went through the pain so I can enjoy the gains, they sayin' we bros, I wouldn't agree

It's more like Abel and Kane, sink or swim, tryna survive, or  drown in the waves
Big wave 88, I'm tryna be great, Id take me a million change, im bound to make it every day im chasing my dreams its just not a phase

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