Out the Mud lyrics

[Chorus]
I just ate up out the mud, been to hell and back lately
I just ate up out the mud, never let the money change me
I just ate up out the mud and it taste like gravy
Bubble bath with your b*tch and we got the suds
That's why these f*ck n*ggas hate me (Ay)

[Verse]
Fuse like a [?], they said it was no hope in this
n*ggas rap like broken discs
Hush then I focus, b*tch
I'm just a localist but snappin' on this local list
Rappin' with a socialist
Hypocrites talkin' sh*t
Claim that it's whack and then they [?]
They want you to be a criminal
They want you to be cynical
They always in your business, though
Nino C is friendly, though
I'm runnin' to the cash flow
Swear my momma'a get it, though
Ay