[Intro]

In this land of high demand

Niggas prayin' that they touch 100 bands

Feel some type of way when you can't feed the fam'

Only if a nigga had a hundred bands

Ain't no telling if you make it outta here

They gon' take advantage if you ain't aware

In the field, you better have some outerwear

They gon' catch you lackin' if you ain't aware

Understand niggas prayin' that they see 100 bands

Feel some type of way when you can't feed the fam'

High demand, high demand

[Chorus]

Get the money, feed the family, that's the way to be

(That's the way)

I had worked for niggas daily like the agency

(I had wait)

But niggas hide they head down, now they hatin' me

(Now they mad)

No gratitude, solitude, that's the way to be (Yeah)

Solo Dolo, like I'm Cudi, she wan' be my hubby (My love)

Don't that shit sound kind of nutty, she just need some buddy

(She need some love)

Smokin' ganja with my Rasta, I laid off the dutty (Dope)

But I came up from the dirt, that's why I'm drippin' muddy (Mud)

[Verse 1]

Mud boy like Sheck (Sheck)

Good price out west (West)

Bring it back to the east (Yeah)

Loud pack for the streets

28 lighters on my dresser, yes sir (Yes sir)

I know how to play a bitch, finesse her, undress her (Undress her)

Give her good wood, nothin' more, nothin' lesser (Yeah)

I ain't lettin' up, no remorse under pressure

Now she want some cocaine

Look, all I got is propane (Yeah)

I need me some show money

Call that shit road gain (Yeah)

I'm talkin' regrowth, yeah, this ain't no re-rock

This is that uncut, work to put in the street blocks

28 grams on my dresser, yes sir

I ain't lettin' up, no remorse under pressure

[Chorus]

Get the money, feed the family, that's the way to be

(That's the way)

I had worked for niggas daily like the agency

(I had wait)

But niggas hide they head down, now they hatin' me

(Now they mad)

No gratitude, solitude, that's the way to be (Yeah)

Solo Dolo, like I'm Cudi, she wan' be my hubby (My love)

Don't that shit sound kind of nutty, she just need some buddy

(She need some love)

Smokin' ganja with my Rasta, I laid off the dutty (Dope)

But I came up from the dirt, that's why I'm drippin' muddy (Mud)

[Verse 2]

Okay, you feel me, but try to understand me (Understand)

Niggas pitchin' bullshit, tryna underhand me (Underhand)

I just roll me up a blunt, I call that shit a Grammy (Roll up a gram)

I don't need me no awards, bitch, I got the family (I got the fam')

Okay, we back in this bitch, yeah

And we ain't lackin' the big, yeah

I told her come with the vibes, ho

Don't be here naggin' and shit, yeah

And don't ask me for shit, yeah

I'ma do it if I wanna

Because I be doin' what I wanna

I was outside all summer

Out in New York and I'm smokin' on sour

But that shit be keepin' me froze (Froze)

Wonder if heaven got visitin' hours

'Cause I'd rather be with my bros (My bros)

Did dirt, never told

Rather take it to the grave with me

Trap mindset stayed with me

I can't let nobody play with me

[Chorus]

Get the money, feed the family, that's the way to be

(That's the way)

I had worked for niggas daily like the agency

(I had wait)

But niggas hide they head down, now they hatin' me

(Now they mad)

No gratitude, solitude, that's the way to be (Yeah)

Solo Dolo, like I'm Cudi, she wan' be my hubby (My love)

Don't that shit sound kind of nutty, she just need some buddy

(She need some love)

Smokin' ganja with my Rasta, I laid off the dutty (Dope)

But I came up from the dirt, that's why I'm drippin' muddy (Yeah)

[Outro]

Drippin' mud, yeah, drippin' mud, yeah

Drippin' mud, yeah, drippin' mud, yeah

Drippin' mud, yeah, I came up from the mud, yeah

Drippin' mud, yeah, I came up from the mud, yeah