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I've been chilling in the sticks and the mud
Tryna touch a band yeah I really made it up
Got my shooters on me and they really finna bust
Ops on my trace but I dance like a dove (Woah)

I've been chilling in the sticks and the mud
Tryna touch a band yeah I really made it up
Got my shooters on me and they really finna bust
Ops on my trace but I dance like a dove (Woah)

(Yeah)
Your bitch just asked me if I'm tryna roll it but Imma touch on her slowly
She's tugging up on my pants you know it she call me daddy Imma own it (Okay)
Everyday I'm flipping off a new bar, someday I'm tryna cop the red rar'
But ATM we gotta grind hard, if he popping off I gotta pop four
Everybody just listen to my music, but they ain't really see the shit I'm doing
I've been acting like a teacher but I'm viewed like a student
Not the way I fucking see it Imma say it till I prove it
People acting like I'm new but I already knew It
I've been talking IceBox yeah chains like jewelers
If you still don't believe me then Imma keep shooting
Like Stephen Curry bitch all dubs ain't losing

I've been chilling in the sticks and the mud
Tryna touch a band yeah I really made it up
Got my shooters on me and they really finna bust
Ops on my trace but I dance like a dove (Woah)

I've been chilling in the sticks and the mud
Tryna touch a band yeah I really made it up
Got my shooters on me and they really finna bust
Ops on my trace but I dance like a dove (Woah)

Sliding down blocks with my shooters like Pippen
On the movie scenes but you ain't catch me slipping
Rewind to the start on that bitch like a written
Sliding down blocks with my shooters like Pippen
We ain't banging sets, nah none of us is Cripping
128 the gang I put it on my business (On my life)
Everybody talking but they ain't putting they chips in
When I hit 'em with the math nobody passing quizzes (Ain't nobody)
I been chilling by my lonely with a few core homies
Been a minute since I kicked it without just knowing
Gotta kick the bad habits like the smoke stay blowing
But all the bad shit ain't just smoke that you blowing
These real issues, and these real lives
Everybody got issues and different people traumatized
Rape, murder, robbery, see the evil in they eyes
Pop a perc it get you lifted it'll put you in the sky
For a lil bit, for a lil while
Consequences come back and they'll bite you up in the side
When the homie called your main laying down finna die
From all the drugs y'all did and all the fucking good times now (Yeah)
And I regret to see (Uh) all the people popping ecstasy
Got addiction problems, standing next to me
Gotta cut em off,  I can't let it be (Like)

I've been chilling in the sticks and the mud
Tryna touch a band yeah I really made it up
Got my shooters on me and they really finna bust
Ops on my trace but I dance like a dove (Woah)

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Written by: Luke Bennett

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