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the drilling mud
Still tryina figure out
Whoz the true blood
Who youve been feedin
The killer of your own brother
Vengence in a culture 
Lookin for a muder

gonna feel
Like an opp making a dance
Pants, peeing his pants, his hands –
Blood, drilling, mud
Filling the place like a flood
Confetti, slips n' machete

All on the couch 
Expensive upholstery 
Ima get so deep up in that 
Thing 
I'm Drilling her ovaries 

Out The Mud 
Got it out the trenches 
Starting

I'm straight out the mud
I used to stir that pot
Handcuffs audemars let me tell you what's up
Aye yeah
I'm straight out the mud
From a German block

out Richard Mille ain't no prize
Ice on my Mille wanna talk no eyes when i talk no eyes
Man i came up from the mud now my boys spitting blood
Dollars

SHIT
But I ain't tryna kill nobody but I ain't never been on no bitch shit
Don Caba from the mud (mud)
Don Caba from the streets nigga
I'm in the lab

In first grade, there was a dirt hill right outside our classroom building
We spent entire recesses creating, digging, drilling
We wanted

ovation
I need my standing ovation
I’ve been working hard behind these bars no visitation
Killing ‘em all I’m drilling ‘em all no taking vacation
I need my

All these drillings and killings, yea it's so close to me
I told my babygirl "stay solid", yea hopefully
And all these niggas wanna chill and smoke

This
When its all said and done
Yea I spit that real shit
I know some niggas that start drilling
When that pill kicks
Percocet and Xanax
Now he's feeling

I'm still improving
They only wanna see me loosing
Why
Cause Slikz is a threat
Drown mans head in water no debt

I don't wanna rap about
Drilling

much

I ain't gon cap
I ain't gon act
I don't even look that tough

Most these n****s wanna rap about drilling but none of them drilling Fr
Most these

that he drilling
He think that he tough
He think that he hood
He think that he street
He thinking he crip
He thinking he blood
He thinking it's sweet
He

bitch i'm in the studio

Had to get it out the mud for real
I'm about a hundred up for real
Streets show no love for real
In the streets i'm a thug for

Dropped a fourth of Act' in my cup for that healing
When I'm up I'm buying tools for all my bros 'cause they love drilling

Fighting this anxiety, I

(Ah) the way that we drilling em
Gonna catch your boy raging, don't care if the sun is dim
Shout out QC we moving man (Yeah, What)
The way that we move,

Exhibition party knows that u are always fussy
I'm smoking diamond, when I'm felling, I'm dealing, big black drilling
Exes always wanna die, bigger,

Lately I cut off my phone, I don't really care how they feeling no more
Brother had told me he stashing his weapon, he said that he not really drilling no

Ain about to play
Wit none of you niggas
I'm bout to pull da plug
Pull up son'n you niggas
Dumb as fuck
But shit they know wassup
Product of da mud

Shiver with fear
Something could appear
Life is too nice
It will demand it's price
The worm's drilling through my head
Drills through the walls built

was ten toes
Heard they wanna stop me so I pressed go
They say mind a weapon and my pen go
If they talking drilling that’s my mo
Gunzo came from the 234

think bout sliming me
Don't go for nothing
So hoe don't try to get no tipping out of me
Won't get no love, all I got is slugs
Straight up out the mud
Shed

to kick it with you
Why you niggas wanna frame me?
'Cause I got it out the mud like the military trained me?
And here's something you should know
Me

gold rush
And the diesel burnin' Cat motors growlin' and the mud
You'd better hire him on, he's the roughest neck around
He got the power in his hands