Came from mud

Intro: These niggas be judging us like they be jessus, Ain’t came from the mud so don’t care how you see us, You probably a bitch reading ramona and beezus. Two glocks on my side they both saying squeez us, So you better think twice for you come up and tease us, I came from the mud I was hanging wit greasers. Hook: I record in da basement where you’d keep all the bodys, I’m a self made nigga so their won’t be no copies, I ain’t got shit niggas still try to rob me, If I ask fo some help in the mud they gonna drop me. X2 Verse 1:These niggas out here they be selling their souls, Was broke one second now he surrounded in gold, I’m a real one came from the mud to the road, Fuck you and the devil I ain’t nobodys hoe, I taught myself everything that I know, Yes I’ve asked for some help but they always say no, Y’all know who you are don’t act like you ain’t know, I’d say go suck a dick but you already blow. Call me swamp thing cause that’s what I am nigga, Out on the streets doging and ducking the ham nigga, No bitches on my dick just my right hand nigga, Hand me down glock and a dusty ass van nigga, I’m out on the block making shit bam nigga, Ain’t singed to no label I’m my own man nigga, At 8 years old I was the man with plan nigga, 10 years later that’s still how I stand nigga. I don’t care about the likes and I don’t care bout the cups, I do this shit cause I wanna switch shit up, Niggas always rapping bout money and violence, Nigga shut the fuck up silence. I keep my shit real to the mother fucking T, I ain’t a king of nothing yet a nigga still decrea, I ain’t a master in nothing yet I still got a degree, Who that nigga on the track oh that ADHD. Hook: I record in da basement where you’d keep all the bodys, I’m a self made nigga so their won’t be no copies, I ain’t got shit niggas still try to rob me, If I ask fo some help in the mud they gonna drop me. X2 Verse 2:Shockboi bringing the lighting and thunder, This shit like some water I’ll never go under, These tracks go hotter then the hottest day of summer, The call me da shock cause a nigga boi wonder, Dropped two bangers I’m dropping another, Knocking out tracks like mahamids flutter, I ain’t getting no shit but I’m still gonna plunder, In one hell of a year I came up out the gutters. I really do record in my basement on low, I hold on to my shit till it’s ready to go, I mix my own shit never gone to a studio, Nobody gave me nothing I put that on bro, My nick name swamp thang the lowest of lows, When they ask how low I say look at your toes, They look back up and a nigga say whoa, You just shocked add that to the rows. These niggas always waiting for anoter mistake, ain’t gonna happen so you don’t need to wait, You pissin me off I’ll put you at the gate, I’m ah Fry that boy then put him on a plate, I came in the game and I came in it late, I came out the mud and now I get that hate, But I feel like a GOAT yeah one of the greats, No if, buts about it fuck a debate. Hook: I record in da basement where you’d keep all the bodys, I’m a self made nigga so their won’t be no copies, I ain’t got shit niggas still try to rob me, If I ask fo some help in the mud they gonna drop me. X2 @rapfamebest