Released on November 12, 2021

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[Pre-Chorus]

One in the head when I ride through the city

Them niggas been talking like they out to get me

Orange Corvette when I ride through the city

I'm pushing that shit like I'm revving a 'Ghini

Them niggas ain't enemies, they wanna be me

He wanna be famous then put him on TV

They try to play me, this shit will get ugly

I came from the dirt but this shit getting muddy


[Chorus]

Shit getting muddy, for real (Shit getting muddy, for real)

All my niggas been poppin' them pills (Poppin' them pills)

I got killas still trainin' to kill (Trainin' to kill)

I might suit up, go back to the fiеld (Back to the field)

Look at all that I did a year (All that I did a yеar)

I was just sittin' down in a cell (I was just sittin' down in a cell)

I'm the voice of my team and speaking it well

My little demon will send you to hell


[Verse]

In the field like I play with Odell

They gon' hit up his matta with shells (Brr)

I was just at the plaza with sales

Play my song on the radio jails

Watch my dawg serve a pack through the mail

Get him whacked, I don't talk on the cell

I stay with my day one like I'm Zell

In Atlanta with killas, for real

Put a hunnid on pump two

Drive the B like a paru

They gon' shoot out the sun roof

While them hoes getting run through

Put that Glock in ya Prada, for real

Lotta hoes since I signed up my deal

We was just on the block, make a killing

I'm stacking them chips 'til I get to a mill' (Get to a mill')


[Pre-Chorus]

One in the head when I ride through the city

Them niggas been talking like they out to get me

Orange Corvette when I ride through the city

I'm pushing that shit like I'm revving a 'Ghini

Them niggas ain't enemies, they wanna be me

He wanna be famous then put him on TV

They try to play me, this shit will get ugly

I came from the dirt but this shit getting muddy


[Chorus]

Shit getting muddy, for real (Shit getting muddy, for real)

All my niggas been poppin' them pills (Poppin' them pills)

I got killas still trainin' to kill (Trainin' to kill)

I might suit up, go back to the field (Back to the field)

Look at all that I did a year (All that I did a year)

I was just sittin' down in a cell (I was just sittin' down in a cell)

I'm the voice of my team and speaking it well

My little demon will send you to hell