Thru The Mud

[Intro: Kairi Chanel] Fortune favors the bold [Chorus: Dave East] We was solid 'fore they knew what that was Couple hammers when we move through the club We ain't scamming, we could do it with drugs Sneak the .30, really ran through the mud Got a bad bitch help me count up this money They say I'm lit, now they look at me funny They see my chain, they know I'm getting money If you want my life, then come and take it from me [Verse 1: Dave East] How I'm 'posed to carry on? Lotta niggas gone, I don't really feel right Real tough on that social media, I bet that you pussy in real life You already hurt mе before, I know you, so that's not a pain I'ma feel twice I ran up in thе label, I'm not 'bout no games, I ain't gotta pray that my deal right I know what the molly, I know what the X, I know what the smoke and the pills like I know 'bout the ghetto, I know 'bout the trenches, I know what the block tend to feel like Me and my niggas might argue, I love 'em to death, but fuck it, we still fight My nigga, he trap, don't know how to deal with his life, he only good at dealing white He let his gun off in broad day I'm just thinking back, we were trappin' the hard way I did a bid and everybody talking 'bout they was rich, but that's what they all say We at the putter like Parkay I told him to meet me on Broadway That other shit I was providing was the appetizer, nigga, this the entree The way that I'm living, I just pray to God, I hope that I see you again I asked you for help and you fronted on me, so I never need you again I was in my zone, I was all alone, thinking that I needed a friend Thinking 'bout the homies every time I smoke, I'll never see 'em again Them drugs make a niggas mood switch Kept me slow, gotta move quick Got a check and brought a new wrist I could really show you how to do this Them Percocets made my mood switch I was scratching my body, it do itch Mix water with molly, got two chicks Like, fuck that indictment, I'm coolin' Like, fuck that indictment, I'm coolin' I ain't got time for no cell I ain't got time for no jail Told my momma I would never fail Judge tried to tell me I'd never bail I went got my money up Unruly forever, they know that we run it up We do you dirty, we ain't know you was a fan Just know the feds really checking the 'Gram [Chorus: Dave East] We was solid 'fore they knew what that was Couple hammers when we move through the club We ain't scamming, we could do it with drugs Sneak the .30, really ran through the mud Got a bad bitch help me count up this money They say I'm lit, now they look at me funny They see my chain, they know I'm getting money If you want my life, then come and take it from me We was solid 'fore they knew what that was Couple hammers when we move through the club We ain't scamming, we could do it with drugs Sneak the .30, really ran through the mud Got a bad bitch help me count up this money They say I'm lit, now they look at me funny They see my chain, they know I'm getting money If you want my life, then come and take it from me