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Mud Brudda

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Mud Brudda è stato pubblicato il 6 gennaio 2026 da SRT Records exclusively distributed by Santa Anna come parte dell'album Bare With Me

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumBare With Me

Data di uscita6 gennaio 2026

EtichettaSRT Records exclusively distributed by Santa Anna

LanguageEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM140

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Blo

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Blo

Songwriter

Testi

[Intro]

I know it's hard, but

It's all, it's all gon' work out in the long run

Trust

It, it all happened, life happens

But you know what? You got it, you do

You stronger than anything

You stronger, you the most strongest person I know actually

[Verse 1]

I been workin' hard just to see this pay off

It's like I punch the clock every day 'cause I ain't took no days off

Know the opps, they better run before we bomb and break off (Deuxce made this one)

Free my dogs, ain't get no bond and they been waitin' on store calls

Remember when this shit go down, you gon' see who all fold

Some people ain't gon' be around, everybody can't go

Certain bitches' feelings changed, some of the vibes the same, though

Maybe I'll go Range Rover

How the hell you switch on me and we went through the same struggle?

Shit get deeper on your end, but we started in the same puddle

Literally the same gutter

Don't let this fame get to your head, you still my mud brother

Don't let this fame get to your head, you know you way better than that

We was crashin', I never thought I'd make it in rappin'

I got the money, invested in fashion

They ask about life and wonder what happened

Voila, poof, I do magic

And I don't spoof or fuck with plastic

Unless it's BBL

The prison got me in blue-and-white stripes, I wanna go wear Chanel

I wanna go bust my mouth and bust your bitch, I wanna go pull some hair

I wanna board the private, I wanna go to the fair, yeah

I wanna hold my lil' girl, then take her everywhere

That shit on the way

They want me to turn my Rollie up, they keep sayin' bust the face

No confusion 'bout what I say, but they ask what I paid

Oyster Perpetual Rollie, I didn't buy Cartier

I wish you was original

Baby dumb, she thought she gettin' chased, bitch, you ain't liquor

This a stolen Hellcat with an Acura tag and an Uber sticker

Like she eatin' oats, she been gettin' thicker

On some Hot shit, already on some jail shit, Honey Bun with my Snickers

On some Hot shit, already on some jail shit

Know I'm locked up, so she be lyin', why you sayin' you celibate?

Please don't label me a pimp, but I swear I could sell a bitch

I took hella risks

I ain't been havin' my Percs, so, I ain't been in my element

Bitch, you came from God, I'm startin' to think you heaven-sent

They know I came from God, I went and paid like hella rent

I wanna be the mayor, you need to vote me for president

'Cause that shit evident, 'cause that shit evident

Half my shit, I don't write

Codeine (Hee), codeine mixed with ice

Really turnt in real life

Her name Keisha, but I like Wockeisha with my Sprite, oh, right, right

Like I said in "You You You," you could ride me like a bike, ho, you can

Remember I had a gun, now I got a knife, I don't want friends

I'm glad I ain't got life, but I'm very cool with the stolen

I don't hang by myself, I'm startin' to think that I don't need no man

Don't hang by myself, I'm startin' to think that I don't need no man

Written by: Blo

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