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Mud - Spoiled Grass (feat. Ian Knopf) Lyrics



Mud - Spoiled Grass (feat. Ian Knopf) Lyrics




Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I
Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I

Rack my number up
My distribution is just cumbersome after I level up my theory another one
Make it up to one billi' in my cup, somethin' along the lines
I'll be f*ckin' damned if I waited 'til a song is mine
Baby, I don't mean to hinder on you
Come and break it off
A couple months, you hear the ticking soft
That shit's hittin' zero
I'm disappointin' everything I promised to the people in my life
I change again? I guess I'll f*cking die

Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I
Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I

Break it up
You know that I'm on my own wave
No conversation unless you 'bout money
No, scratch that
What's in your brain?
Give me a tour of that lavish estate
Sure, that's cool that you went out last night and got f*cked up, but what's it mean?
Give me some heart-to-heart or stay up out my lane, 'cause I'm in the ride
I'm with the crew, and we live
I got too much on my mind to keep wastin' my time
Said "I got too much on my mind to keep wastin' my time"
Spending these summer nights wishin' you were hitting my line
Climb on the roof, baby Stare at the sky
With your hand in mine Blowing the smoke in the air
Til we see the sunrise Look at the void in my eyes
When will you realize that I need you around?
Pull my feet back to the ground
You're not listenin' now I'm sure that I'll see you around
I'm sure that I'll see you around

Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I
Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I

I call it the same
It's the start of the game
I could go for a break
Break it up
I call it the same
It's the start of the game
I could go for a break
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Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I
Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I

Rack my number up
My distribution is just cumbersome after I level up my theory another one
Make it up to one billi' in my cup, somethin' along the lines
I'll be f*ckin' damned if I waited 'til a song is mine
Baby, I don't mean to hinder on you
Come and break it off
A couple months, you hear the ticking soft
That shit's hittin' zero
I'm disappointin' everything I promised to the people in my life
I change again? I guess I'll f*cking die

Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I
Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I

Break it up
You know that I'm on my own wave
No conversation unless you 'bout money
No, scratch that
What's in your brain?
Give me a tour of that lavish estate
Sure, that's cool that you went out last night and got f*cked up, but what's it mean?
Give me some heart-to-heart or stay up out my lane, 'cause I'm in the ride
I'm with the crew, and we live
I got too much on my mind to keep wastin' my time
Said "I got too much on my mind to keep wastin' my time"
Spending these summer nights wishin' you were hitting my line
Climb on the roof, baby Stare at the sky
With your hand in mine Blowing the smoke in the air
Til we see the sunrise Look at the void in my eyes
When will you realize that I need you around?
Pull my feet back to the ground
You're not listenin' now I'm sure that I'll see you around
I'm sure that I'll see you around

Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I
Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
F*ck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I break it, I

I call it the same
It's the start of the game
I could go for a break
Break it up
I call it the same
It's the start of the game
I could go for a break
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Writer: Ian Knopf, Walt Mudie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Mud - Spoiled Grass (feat. Ian Knopf) Video
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Performed By: Mud
Length: 3:34
Written by: Ian Knopf, Walt Mudie

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