Quanny Mann - Got It Out.The Mud Lyrics

I had to get it out the mud, I had to grind for what it is, it's what it was
I'm down for my brothers, though we don't share the same blood
For the gang, it's all love
And they know that it was hard out here for blood

Bitch, it was hard out here for a pimp
It was cold out here for a jit
To be alone walkin' with a stick
The gangsta lean got me walkin' with a limp

But I'm not crip, how blood crossed me after what I tried to do for him
And them f*ck drive-bys, we tryna walk it down
If a nigga played with me, we had to chalk him out
The last nigga played with me, he kept on talkin' loud

I came around, all of a sudden he was outta town
Can't hang with fake oppositions
Tryna compromise the missions, cops
Vandalize our temples with excessive force

Then they callin' us the victims
Terrorize our people and take away our voice
We only victim to the system
Wait a minute, they take the right to use our voice

And our right to have a choice
And they givin' women a right to be a motherf*ckin' boy
And a man to be a girl
That's what is wrong with this world

Y'all worry about stupid shit like that we get our ass whooped by the government
And we can't even fight back
I'm just sayin' you like what you like
And I'm okay with that, but y'all worry about changin' who you are

But God already made you perfect
Yo, gender's what it is because you like the same gender
That don't mean that you ain't worth it
But changin' how God made you, I think that's somethin' you should do

Cause people will love you for yourself, my nigga
And really, that's the truth
You don't have to change what people call you
Just to be the real you

You wouldn't have to change what you referred to
If you wasn't actin' like somethin' that ain't you
And I ain't mad at you
I'm mad at the ones who made you do it

The ones who made you feel wrong in your own skin
The ones who put you through it
And thank God for the people who stood right there with you through it
But you never have to change for nobody

And if someone says you do, they the wrong influence
And they ain't happy with themselves
Now they push it on someone else
And they leave you alone with thoughts that bitches could've kept to themselves

And now you somethin' else
Now tell me, how's it feel
You live in your fantasy, but it still don't feel real
Cause we ain't free, my nigga

Right now, just to survive
This shit ain't cheap, my nigga
You spend your time, your blood, sweat, and tears
And you beat, my nigga

You spend your time, blood, sweat, and tears
And you still beat, my nigga
I had to grind pack to pack for what it is
It's what it was

I was down in them trenches movin' all them damn drugs
For the gang is all love
Bitch, they didn't know that it was hard out here for the thugs
Bitch, it was hard out here for the pimp

It was sold out here for the kid to be alone walkin' with a switch
Play with me, I got it sittin' on my hip
And play with me, I leave em dipped
Nigga, leave em flipped

Gang