Mummy ft. XheifXrated Lyrics

(I found that nothing in life is worthwhile unless you take risks

Not now

Nelson Mandela said that there is no passion to be found

But in jail, he said the more likely you are than the one you knew before)

Kiddo Yeah Yeah

Whoa, whoa

Bible in the hand, blicky on the tummy

I remember nights when it was really ugly

Now I'm steady grindin', steady gettin' money

They can't take the facts that's why they try to dub me

I remember nights, they tried to play me bummy

Pray to God about it, then I overcome it

Bank account on Ted, so they call me Bundy

Cause the racks comin' in, wrapped like a mummy

(Ooooooooo)

I remember autumn nights

I remember all them flights

Hustle till is sun up

What you know about the grind

9 to 5 I'm really live

Its time to see you shine

Your primed to be the light

I need you in my life

Indeed let's keep it quit

The keys to open doors

Sheesh you peep the ride

The jeep got no doors

The keys

That's push to start

That mean

Let's really fly

That means I'm really fly

The kidd been getting

High

Your girl been getting tired

She called to check in

That mean she really mine

My bad

Don't mean to smile

Bible in the hand, blicky on the tummy

I remember nights when it was really ugly

Now I'm steady grindin', steady gettin' money

They can't take the facts that why they try to dub me

I remember nights they tried to play me, bummy

Pray to God about it, then I overcome it

Bank account on Ted, so they call me Bundy

Cause the racks comin' in, rap like a mummy

Got that touch like Midas, with a Horus body

Playin' with my money, wrap 'em Tutankhamen

They mad cause we walk in and we cause a riot

Shhhhhhhh! Better keep quiet

The uncommon anomaly

Changing philosophy, while I kick it like Socrates

I know people mad because they know that I'm possibly

The greatest of all time

In prime like I'm Ali

Hop out that black and yellow skat pack, that killer bee

Sharp flows like Wu-Tang, can you hang with me

If not, then pray often, swings like Kenny Lofton

Killin' the competition and puttin' em in a coffin

Bible in the hand, blicky on the tummy

I remember nights when it was really ugly

Now I'm steady grindin', steady gettin' money

They can't take the facts that's why they try to dub me

I remember nights, they tried to play me bummy

Pray to God about it, then I overcome it

Bank account on Ted, so they call me Bundy

Cause the racks comin' in, rap like a mummy