Lyrics Out the Mud - LOST BOI

Spitting passion through the speakers
Talk more about what you preaching
Rolling up a thick ass blunt
Caked up like it's kisha
Fuck a money counter
Put the bands all on a treadmill
Did this with no father figure
I became my own man

Deep out the trenchs
Deep out the trenchs
I'm go make it out
I'm on a mission
Deep out the trenchs
Deep out the trenchs
I'm go make it out
I'm on a mission

Ugh
You set me off
Calling you my hommie yet you not my dwag
I'm sorry about my action but you pissed me off
I ain't fighting for no bitch but this one to typical
Don't ask me about the cost you can't afford it
Brother got a new whip he can't control it
Can't back out got no limits pushing it forward
She didn't think she would eat so much of the food that she order

Enemies they be lurking around this bitch
I ain't saying focus on them just don't pretend they don't exist
Drown in the abyss of my escape
Can't find me I'm on a crystal moon
Smoking in my happy place

Your actions ain't matching your loyalty
Your words ain't matching your energy
The fuck do you know about honesty
If you knew it you wouldn't be hurting me
Perhaps my assumptions ain't really correct
Maybe you don't wanna see me at my best
You ain't matching my signals we cannot connect
Your ex tryna fuck what I did for your chest

Spitting passion through the speakers
Talk more about what you preaching
Rolling up a thick ass blunt
Caked up like it's kisha
Fuck a money counter
Put the bands all on a treadmill
Did this with no father figure
I became my own man

Deep out the trenchs
Deep out the trenchs
I'm go make it out
I'm on a mission
Deep out the trenchs
Deep out the trenchs
I'm go make it out
I'm on a mission