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echoes - young mu$ty lyrics

[chorus: musty]
conversations with myself i hear echoes in my room
and i could hear the walls talking trippin’ off a eighth of shrooms
what else can i really do?
soul searching walking through
grab the uzi, bust a move
miracle man like master fu

[verse 1: musty]
ah, ah i made it happen
they used to love to doubt the boy but now who’s laughing
yeah i’m smoking blacks in china man, robert kardashian
man my crib look like a trapezoid some sh*t you can’t imagine
sorry buddy get your buck up or shut the f*ck up
always talking sh*t behind somebody’s back just like some nunchucks
man this chrome hearts hoodie on my body got me yelling “f*ck love”
yeah i’m talking to thе holy spirit turned me to a white dovе
in the booth they got me mic’d up
i feel like drake i need a sprite bruh
man, y’all can keep the fake love
either way y’all never say nun’
getting to that bag is something they don’t really rap about
but something i spit facts about
here, take one and pass it out

[chorus]
conversations with myself i hear echoes in my room
and i could hear the walls talking trippin’ off a eighth of shrooms
what else can i really do?
soul searching walking through
grab the uzi, bust a move
miracle man like master fu conversations with myself i hear echoes in my room
and i could hear the walls talking trippin off a eighth of shrooms
what else can i really do
soul searching walking through
grab the uzi, bust a move
miracle man like master fu
[verse 2: nocapbaby]
tell them hoes we on the road
we got musty doing shows
forgiatos on the whip
it’s gon’ take a n*gga b*tch
lvls with the chrome hearts
you gotta mix it with the drip
you at the club at 46
they said stop rapping about a b*tch
i told them n*ggas suck a d*ck
cartiers gon’ be my lens
f*ck i look like being friends?
we wasn’t thuggin’ at the end
sending shots but we up ten
risk it all for my good friends
this money be my evil twin
f*ck i look like being friends?
getting faded in the benz
this money be my evil twin
f*ck i look like being broke
you n*ggas hating on the kid
they on the road, we on the road
selling bowls, we selling bowls
you n*ggas hating on the kid
you n*ggas old as f*ck fasho
[chorus]
conversations with myself i hear echoes in my room
and i could hear the walls talking trippin’ off a eighth of shrooms
what else can i really do?
soul searching walking through
grab the uzi, bust a move
miracle man like master fu conversations with myself i hear echoes in my room
and i could hear the walls talking trippin off a eighth of shrooms
what else can i really do
soul searching walking through
grab the uzi, bust a move
miracle man like master fu

- young muty lyrics

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