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Hear Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Murkwood
Length: 3:10
Written by: Bram Richmond, Daniel Richmond




Murkwood - Hear Me Lyrics




Bring me money and some reverb
And my fit bitch, tell her that I need her
You don't know me, honestly I've never seen her
You don't know me, honestly I am a sweeter
Man, all these boys about the talk
I ask politely, step aside when I walk
Man, all these boys about the ride along
I'm f*cking stubborn so we'll never get along
I don't say shit, been dope
Been Trill-oquist
Look at him, been joke
Illegitimate
You're Money Mayweather
But you're still illiterate
King coming through your dreams
Still benevolent
Heaven sent words on the page when I write
I never back down, they bark bigger than they bite
And girl I must be doing magic
I made a spark with no light

They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style
They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style

Man I heard he doing okay
He's probably bout to go wild
Lose your mind out here if you f*ck around
These bitches saying that I'm lost, but I'm never found
Walk around never feeling any remorse
Baby girl here the product of a divorce
Too many others been playing in her C. Kleins
So I had to decline
Honestly, it's not a girl that I ever needed
She's pulling stunts - not a stuntman
I swear I'll leave her
If she calling papi, then she's mamacita
The bitch is fine, not a ticket
But I wanna meet her
I weigh her up against the music on a f*cking libra
Why everybody saying that she's bad for me
When I'm with the girl, I'm energized like a battery
You feel my pain, but she can't shatter me

They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style
They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style
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Bring me money and some reverb
And my fit bitch, tell her that I need her
You don't know me, honestly I've never seen her
You don't know me, honestly I am a sweeter
Man, all these boys about the talk
I ask politely, step aside when I walk
Man, all these boys about the ride along
I'm f*cking stubborn so we'll never get along
I don't say shit, been dope
Been Trill-oquist
Look at him, been joke
Illegitimate
You're Money Mayweather
But you're still illiterate
King coming through your dreams
Still benevolent
Heaven sent words on the page when I write
I never back down, they bark bigger than they bite
And girl I must be doing magic
I made a spark with no light

They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style
They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style

Man I heard he doing okay
He's probably bout to go wild
Lose your mind out here if you f*ck around
These bitches saying that I'm lost, but I'm never found
Walk around never feeling any remorse
Baby girl here the product of a divorce
Too many others been playing in her C. Kleins
So I had to decline
Honestly, it's not a girl that I ever needed
She's pulling stunts - not a stuntman
I swear I'll leave her
If she calling papi, then she's mamacita
The bitch is fine, not a ticket
But I wanna meet her
I weigh her up against the music on a f*cking libra
Why everybody saying that she's bad for me
When I'm with the girl, I'm energized like a battery
You feel my pain, but she can't shatter me

They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style
They don't wanna hear me
I'm sorry that they don't feel me
They be like, where the f*ck he at now
Off in his own world, tryna make a new style
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Writer: Bram Richmond, Daniel Richmond
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