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Mr Mú - Unworthy (feat. Spiceship) Lyrics



Mr Mú - Unworthy (feat. Spiceship) Lyrics




Ahhh she said a young nigga aint worth it
Took a couple racks outda pocket now
They think a nigga perfect
That's for certain
Foreign clothes,gold rose, wrist froze
These diamonds make my neck cold
Never sweaten
And if a nigga stepping
He's gone get this f*ckin barrel
To his Jaw bone
As i Scurt off Bus a clip
They all gone hit so

Bitch I'm inevitable to thi
Da Flow & pockets
Constantly rolling in the deep
While they sleepin I'm huntin
Prey to your Lord but he frontin
I Got the barrel with lasers
You'll end up slumped on assumptions
Ancient money be moldy
Steady stacking with Brodie
I got a clip for the fonies
That wanna play me like Sony
Up in this Industry
F*ck a crown
Taking over like Kobe
I'm off the shits not even the Holy Spirit can hold me

Ahhh she said a young nigga aint worth it
Took a couple racks outda pocket now
They think a nigga perfect
That's for certain
Foreign clothes,gold rose, wrist froze
These diamonds make my neck cold
Never sweaten
And if a nigga stepping
He's gone get this f*ckin barrel to his
Jaw bone
As i Scurt off Bus a clip
They all gone hit so

Ay cross thru my path
And you know where i stand
Niggas be nosey
They f*ck up the plans
My choppa gone hit either
Dip or get split
Pipe down a hoe she crying oh shit

My Mind set too different
I think wait an then i just say
I just sit back bitch ain't no debate
F*ck these niggas they soft
Riding rown hit um they lost
Suicide on the doors
Came up selling drugs yeah you know us
Stars on the roof I think I'm in space
Geeked so high got me feeling Insane
Time to back track but I can't even thank
So much money that it fill up sank ouu yuh
You ain't even worthy
I wanna touch you got scervy
Pussy all you looking nerdy
Pull up with a dagger
Ima pull it at yo back
Ion want it back
Pull up wit a stack
And I hit so perfect
Ahhh she said a young nigga aint worth it
Took a couple racks outda pocket now
They think a nigga perfect
That's for certain
Foreign clothes,gold rose, wrist froze
These diamonds make my neck cold
Never sweaten
And if a nigga stepping
He's gone get this f*ckin barrel to his
Jaw bone
As i Scurt off Bus a clip
They all gone hit so
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Ahhh she said a young nigga aint worth it
Took a couple racks outda pocket now
They think a nigga perfect
That's for certain
Foreign clothes,gold rose, wrist froze
These diamonds make my neck cold
Never sweaten
And if a nigga stepping
He's gone get this f*ckin barrel
To his Jaw bone
As i Scurt off Bus a clip
They all gone hit so

Bitch I'm inevitable to thi
Da Flow & pockets
Constantly rolling in the deep
While they sleepin I'm huntin
Prey to your Lord but he frontin
I Got the barrel with lasers
You'll end up slumped on assumptions
Ancient money be moldy
Steady stacking with Brodie
I got a clip for the fonies
That wanna play me like Sony
Up in this Industry
F*ck a crown
Taking over like Kobe
I'm off the shits not even the Holy Spirit can hold me

Ahhh she said a young nigga aint worth it
Took a couple racks outda pocket now
They think a nigga perfect
That's for certain
Foreign clothes,gold rose, wrist froze
These diamonds make my neck cold
Never sweaten
And if a nigga stepping
He's gone get this f*ckin barrel to his
Jaw bone
As i Scurt off Bus a clip
They all gone hit so

Ay cross thru my path
And you know where i stand
Niggas be nosey
They f*ck up the plans
My choppa gone hit either
Dip or get split
Pipe down a hoe she crying oh shit

My Mind set too different
I think wait an then i just say
I just sit back bitch ain't no debate
F*ck these niggas they soft
Riding rown hit um they lost
Suicide on the doors
Came up selling drugs yeah you know us
Stars on the roof I think I'm in space
Geeked so high got me feeling Insane
Time to back track but I can't even thank
So much money that it fill up sank ouu yuh
You ain't even worthy
I wanna touch you got scervy
Pussy all you looking nerdy
Pull up with a dagger
Ima pull it at yo back
Ion want it back
Pull up wit a stack
And I hit so perfect
Ahhh she said a young nigga aint worth it
Took a couple racks outda pocket now
They think a nigga perfect
That's for certain
Foreign clothes,gold rose, wrist froze
These diamonds make my neck cold
Never sweaten
And if a nigga stepping
He's gone get this f*ckin barrel to his
Jaw bone
As i Scurt off Bus a clip
They all gone hit so
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Writer: Aaron Medina
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