letra de tell em nun - young mu$ty
[intro: musty]
who the f-ck is banging in the f-cking hallway?
i’m f-cking recording
tell ’em get the f-ck out
[verse 1: musty]
it’s a lot of questions momma ask but i can’t tell her nun’
always to myself or sumn’
i smoke too much she think i’m dumb
might roll one up and face me one
it’s guava runtz that fill my lungs
chopsticks make ‘em double dutch
like double o i’m suited up
they ain’t never seen no man like him
(they ain’t never seen no man like him)
walked in the bank with the all white silk
(walked in the bank with the all white silk)
look i’m big stepping, know that you could tell i’m ‘bout my business
a thousand thoughts a minutе
the cloth i’m cut from the differеnt
look me in my eyes
tell me is it do or die
do you plan on switching sides? (tell me)
do you got me for life?
questions that roam in my mind
lately i can’t sleep at night
insomniac, a lonely fight
trumpets playing in the sky
[chorus]
it’s a lot of questions b-tches ask but i can’t tell ‘em nun’
always to myself or sumn’
i smoke too much she think i’m dumb
might roll one up and face me one
it’s guava runtz that fill my lungs
chopsticks make ‘em double dutch
like double o i’m suited up
[verse 2]
brought work from overseas
like what you need? i got it all, dawg
ten toes on that asphalt
they said i’m switching up but imma say it was the cash fault
everybody wanna put the blame on me
everything was earned ‘cause ain’t sh-t free
eyes on me, they envy me
had to get up or get out
they call me a letdown
stand with my chest out
we back at the crib
she like where i live
i’m pulling her dress down
the type that i’m digging
just give me a minute
she f-ck with the set now
we sipping belaire out the bottle inside of the penthouse
i can’t let down
[chorus]
it’s a lot of questions b-tches ask but i can’t tell ‘em nun’
always to myself or sumn’
i smoke too much she think i’m dumb
might roll one up and face me one
it’s guava runtz that fill my lungs
chopsticks make ‘em double dutch
like double o i’m suited up
it’s alot of questions momma ask but i can’t tell her nun’
always to myself or sumn’
i smoke too much she think i’m dumb
might roll one up and face me one
it’s guava runtz that fill my lungs
chopsticks make ‘em double dutch
like double o i’m suited up
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