MH Lyrics

Am I coming in ones or coming in threes, who give a shit about that

Am I dogging her mom or dogging her niece, you don't know shit about that

Life is not what it was, now I'm on a leash but I don't bitch about that

Unless its on a song, musically I like to spit facts

Get back

Bashful and afraid

True emotions get displaced

It's hard to separate how I feel from everything I think, yeah

Lames say I've seen better days, going through my rebel phase

I'm a natural renegade if you ask the rebels man

Fuck that

If you talking that shit, get the fuck back

I've seen everyone start to become that

Person they warned me not to run past

You insane?

Nah, I just run fast

Round the track, I've been lapping you dunce lads

Since a kid I've been quick on my feet

Remember catching triple Ds, running with the homies

Always blowing smoke like chimneys

I don't know about that, uh uh

Fuck you mean I can't rap, I'm gonna

My sophomore album slapped, Wunna

How many albums you have?

None-a

Not one so do not at Wuddy

Let's work don't mean shit if you unemployed buddy

I guess you had to hear that from me

That's okay, it ain't nothing

Feels good when you call out all the fudging, a sweet rush hit

Used to be more bubbly and loving, but I love this

I got butterflies in my stomach

Like she whispering sweet nothings while we fucking, and we

And we both off substance

When she below me, hit her in the sub stance

When I get my bread long, imma rise up, do my sub dance

Watch the clock go tik tok, gotta catch up to where Wudd at

Y'all losing ground, move around, go get a sun tan or something

I never be seeing you outside

Only on twitter with no interactions to boast

From demons you getting your advice

My god is bigger, it sound like I'm bragging, I know

Without him I'd just be an outlier

Now I'm a figure who figured it out on my own

Y'all don't need adderall, just one convo with Pastor Paul

Just one

Just one is all I'm asking for, just one is all it takes

Go down there to the church and be like

Hi there, I'm here to have a convo with Pastor Paul

If you don't I'm suing you

Got one more flow before the end come quick, why grown adults be begging?

I got called to the front by a dumb white bitch who said her kid was dead and

When I said "Oh, I'm sorry", she said "No, its fine", that said it

That she was tryna guilt trip me for some free provisions

Said "Sorry, no" at first, "I'm broke", the least I could do is a sandwich

Did that to get her hopes up, after that they fucking vanished

Like "You got the funds to pay for that, right?", she shook her head, I said this

"Well I can't help you then, have a great weekend", then went and chopped lettuce

In the back at the cap

Stop asking me for money, bro

Fuck