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Muur Video (MV)




Performed By: Ninestyne
Length: 3:43
Written by: Aundrey Beard




Ninestyne - Muur Lyrics
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I got a lot to be thankful for
But still I want muur, still I want muur
I got a master plan and my niggas on board
You can tell just check the scoreboard yeah
A lot to talk about, I just say less and do muur
Melanin spilling from my pores
I need that high rise gold decor
I'm from Ohio so we need them heated floors
Solar panels and bots to do my chores
Why settle for less we need murr
My baby we need muur
Run it up til my legs sore
Then I want some more want some muur yeah
Pull a hamstring string, standing what I stand for
Pulling hella strings tryna play my damn chords
I ain't need no keys to no door nigga
Look I just put my feet to the door yeah
Hey, Kickin shit down wit no remorse hey
Cuz they don't give a f*ck about you when you poor aye
Til a bunch of poor niggas start a wuuuurrr aye
Can't take no risk can't reap rewards
Take big risks for big rewards aye
I know you hear me nigga huh, Ayeeee
If it don't make cents then it don't make dollars
If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense
If u don't take trips you'll never be a scholar
I talked to the father he said be patient
But buddy while I wait it's sweat on my collar
Blood on my dollars I can't erase this
Or make it make sense to a toddler
Although I'm a great father tribulations what I'm facin
Chasing blue faces, I'm an early morning jogger
Don't like to be bothered I'm in my spaceship
I might take pics for all the bloggers
And see what they holler about this great shit
And speaking of great shit we gotta problem
And the problem is niggas got complacent
Woo My life is Ancient I'm more like a shaman
Did u hear what I said Nigga Replay this
I'm more like a shaman
Healing niggas tryna microwave greatness
Cuz you can't microwave greatness
Or conjure greatness out of fake ness
So ixnay on the exnay wit the fake shit
Nigga is you a agent, ha
U just hopped over a great fence
And all of my dawgs is on that ape shit
That's yo ass Mr. postman face it
Tried to keep me out the game ain't no replacements
Got my Spaulding still ballin on the pavement
Still scoring on these niggas and they hate it
Haters gonna say a nigga overrated
Huh, Real niggas appreciate it
What competition these niggas dated
Killin niggas on many levels and phases
Can't hit my blunt I rolled up then I skated
I just keep calm and stick to the basics
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I got a lot to be thankful for
But still I want muur, still I want muur
I got a master plan and my niggas on board
You can tell just check the scoreboard yeah
A lot to talk about, I just say less and do muur
Melanin spilling from my pores
I need that high rise gold decor
I'm from Ohio so we need them heated floors
Solar panels and bots to do my chores
Why settle for less we need murr
My baby we need muur
Run it up til my legs sore
Then I want some more want some muur yeah
Pull a hamstring string, standing what I stand for
Pulling hella strings tryna play my damn chords
I ain't need no keys to no door nigga
Look I just put my feet to the door yeah
Hey, Kickin shit down wit no remorse hey
Cuz they don't give a f*ck about you when you poor aye
Til a bunch of poor niggas start a wuuuurrr aye
Can't take no risk can't reap rewards
Take big risks for big rewards aye
I know you hear me nigga huh, Ayeeee
If it don't make cents then it don't make dollars
If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense
If u don't take trips you'll never be a scholar
I talked to the father he said be patient
But buddy while I wait it's sweat on my collar
Blood on my dollars I can't erase this
Or make it make sense to a toddler
Although I'm a great father tribulations what I'm facin
Chasing blue faces, I'm an early morning jogger
Don't like to be bothered I'm in my spaceship
I might take pics for all the bloggers
And see what they holler about this great shit
And speaking of great shit we gotta problem
And the problem is niggas got complacent
Woo My life is Ancient I'm more like a shaman
Did u hear what I said Nigga Replay this
I'm more like a shaman
Healing niggas tryna microwave greatness
Cuz you can't microwave greatness
Or conjure greatness out of fake ness
So ixnay on the exnay wit the fake shit
Nigga is you a agent, ha
U just hopped over a great fence
And all of my dawgs is on that ape shit
That's yo ass Mr. postman face it
Tried to keep me out the game ain't no replacements
Got my Spaulding still ballin on the pavement
Still scoring on these niggas and they hate it
Haters gonna say a nigga overrated
Huh, Real niggas appreciate it
What competition these niggas dated
Killin niggas on many levels and phases
Can't hit my blunt I rolled up then I skated
I just keep calm and stick to the basics
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Writer: Aundrey Beard
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