Lyrics Mud to City - 1johny

We made it out
We made it out
You know your boy came from the mud (Yeah, yeah)
Finally makin' it out to the city, let's go man
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, huh
We made it out
We made it out (Made it out, made it out)

From the mud to city, I'm moving (Skrt)
My whole life is changing
Lived in the South in danger
Friendly with gangsters
Call us criminal strangers
Now my life be really getting stranger

12 Sirens goin' off, woo woo woo, at 72nd (Pow pow pow)
Another robber caught again, again, again, again, its the cold heart lesson (Ah)
Girls be thirty being baby mamas
Welcome to muddy streets, Tacoma
They preyed on me, I prayed to God my father
Exposing these hoes my mission to end the drama
It's slimy here, don't come near the pasta
Grimy here, came from way down under
Felt the pain, splashed through lot of puddles (Splash)
They misunderstand when I say my problems
Welcome to the dirt where everything's secret
Welcome to the muffled sounds of sirens (Oo)
Spoke the truth but lived like heathens
We some real brothas while we always wildin' (Wildin', wildin', wildin')
You gotta go now, for real
Naw, but this might be the final time I'm posted up in the ghetto
Went through countless struggles but I miss the tempo
Of those days I felt like I had loaded ammo
Those days I felt like I had loaded ammo

From the mud to city, I'm moving (Skrt)
My whole life is changing
Lived in the South in danger
Friendly with gangsters
Call us criminal strangers
Now my life be really getting stranger (Oh, oh)

Gloomy season here upon us
Lookin' left and right, but no one to trust
I be out of breath, but this the sequel
I worked hard for this, I'm over equal
This is good advice, follow your ears
Demons on me and they makin' me fear (Aye)
All this rain fallin' and it be God's tears
I'm paranoid for the time being near
Sip it, talk back, I might go drink a beer
Just kiddin' I'm sober, can't catch me weird (Aye)
Independent, the wheel I gotta steer
Goin' up levels, I'm going up tiers now (Oh, oh)
Please follow the sun, you makin' me mad a ton
Is the city like the 51
From the mud, I had to trust no one
Watch where you go when you be in the streets (Aye)
I came from poverty, I had to be cheap (Aye)
I was once poor, now I'm feelin' elite (Oh)

From the mud to city, I'm moving (Skrt)
My whole life is changing
Lived in the South in danger
Friendly with gangsters
Call us criminal strangers
Now my life be really getting stranger (Stranger)

Finally made it to the city
We made it out, we made it out
Let's go, yeah yeah (Oh)
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, huh
We made it out
We made it out (Made it out, made it out)