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letra de mud - flash milla

[hook] – [bucks]
my n-gga we came out the mud
and i ain’t going back broke
spent most of my nights in the cold
but mama im praying for hope
my n-gga we came out the mud
my n-ggas will kick in your door
hit a link and go pray to the lord, just some sh-t that i cannot avoid

[hook] – [flash milla]
my n-gga we came out the mud
an we ain goin back to broke
spent most of my nights in the cold
told mama i’m praying for hope
my n-gga we came out the mud
n-ggas will kick in ur door
hit a l!ck an go pray to the lord
my n-gga we came out the mud

[verse] – [flash milla]
came out the mud i ain’ goin’ back broke
member them days when i use to sell soap
back when my grandmama watchin’ her soaps
tol her i’d be famous she thought it was jokes
till i got pot an start whipping that cokе
skrr skrr
pot an a bowl
milli a day mof-ckin’ goal
mama said everything glitter ain’ gold
straight out thе mud dirt on my kicks
me and the burner together like twix
ain got no tome to be watchin netflix
i cannot f-ck wit a regular b-tch
either she live or she down wit the sh-ts
she got the stash spot rite between her tits
either she live or she down wit the sh-ts
came out the fire i rose like a phoenix
my n-ggas still sellin white like a kleenex
i came from outter sp-ce n-gga from venus
swag got these b-tches all over my p-n-s
my d-ck inside ur girl beside your fetus
i got the sauce walk on water like jesus
follow behind me a gang a disciples
only mine rollin wit pistols an riles
[hook] – [bucks]
my n-gga we came out the mud
and i ain’t going back broke
spent most of my nights in the cold
but mama im praying for hope
my n-gga we came out the mud
my n-ggas will kick in your door
hit a link and go pray to the lord
just some sh-t that i cannot avoid

[verse] – [bucks]
all of my n-ggas be doing the most
if they go broke they gon kick in your door
first car was a honda had plans for a ghost
that 30 is on me so please don’t get close
i had no food it was b-tter and toast
straight out the mud now my shoes they got studs
deep in that dirt didn’t show me no love
your b-tch wanna f-ck i just gave her a hug
it ain’t my fault mama raised her a thug
look what i become
raised in that dirt grew in the mud
n-ggas hate and i threw em’ a slug
nights i was broke had no change for the bus
mom kicked me out she said i was to much
only 15 when i ran to the plug
spot me a birdie was nothing but love
all on that corner couldn’t get in the club
my older cousin he had him a snub
he shot a opp and then went on the run
ain’t no complaints, this is the slums
we pray to god, pick up the gun
it ain’t my fault it gets cold where i’m from
my youngins will shoot, aim for they lungs
and that 30 comes with a drum
[hook] – [bucks]
my n-gga we came out the mud
and i ain’t going back broke
spent most of my nights in the cold
but mama im praying for hope
my n-gga we came out the mud
my n-ggas will kick in your door
hit a link and go pray to the lord
just some sh-t that i cannot avoid

- flash milla

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