[Intro – Young Dolph] Yeah, paper route business Uh-huh Came from nothin’ but I bet you can’t tell Let’s get it (Let the bandplay) [Hook – Key Glock] Came out the mud, now I’m covered in gold I ain’t never switch, stayed solid, stayed cold Chain too bright, got the club on froze Still pop my shit everywhere I go Racks in the safe, racks in the floor All gas, no brakes, I ain’t movin’ slow I do what I want, y’all do what you told Young rich niggas, yeah, we stick to the code [Verse 1 – Young Dolph] I’m a boss, I don’t take no advice Hit the jeweler, dropped 60 on ice Did it twice, I ain’t blink, I’m nice Got your girl in my DMs, she typed “Dolph, you the realest I know” (facts) Ten toes down everywhere I go Took risks, now I ride real slow In the Lam’ with the seats real low Hopped out clean in designer Whole hood love me like I’m they provider Told Glock we gon’ shine forever Rain, sleet, snow — whatever the weather [Hook – Key Glock] Came out the mud, now I’m covered in gold I ain’t never switch, stayed solid, stayed cold Chain too bright, got the club on froze Still pop my shit everywhere I go Racks in the safe, racks in the floor All gas, no brakes, I ain’t movin’ slow I do what I want, y’all do what you told Young rich niggas, yeah, we stick to the code [Verse 2 – Key Glock] I’m the one they can’t copy, can’t clone Did it by myself, got it straight off the phone I don’t chase no love, just paper and stones If it ain’t ’bout a check, don’t call my phone Big whip when I back out the spot Two cups when I pull up the Wok He mad ’cause his girl on my jock Tell him chill ’fore we spin on the block I be fresh like I jumped off a runway P.R.E. like we up in the gunplay Real talk, I don’t do it for the cameras I do it for the ones still stuck in the slammer [Hook – Young Dolph & Key Glock] Came out the mud, now I’m covered in gold I ain’t never switch, stayed solid, stayed cold Chain too bright, got the club on froze Still pop my shit everywhere I go Racks in the safe, racks in the floor All gas, no brakes, I ain’t movin’ slow I do what I want, y’all do what you told Young rich niggas, yeah, we stick to the code [Outro – Young Dolph & Key Glock] Young Dolph: R.I.P. to the fake Key Glock: Only real ones eatin’ off this plate Young Dolph: It’s Paper Route Empire Key Glock: Yeah, we built this sh*t from the bottom — no higher

Out the Mud