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Murk Sum
3197
Hip-Hop/Rap
Murk Sum è stato pubblicato il 21 maggio 2025 da Not specified come parte dell'album Cry For Help
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Data di uscita21 maggio 2025
EtichettaNot specified
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM79

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyDrill
BabyDrill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DelQuristo Wilson
DelQuristo Wilson
Songwriter
Nicolas Moore
Nicolas Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shekthisyours
Shekthisyours
Producer
Javaun Mundle
Javaun Mundle
Mixing Engineer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Intro]
(Ayo, Shek, this yours?)
[Instrumental]
I don't need no **** to believe in me, ****, I believe in myself (I did)
I don't need no bitch to have my baby, bitch can't have my wealth (Can't have my kids)
Broke down bags inside the spot, don't need no scale, I ball whatever
They say I made it, but I ain't made it, I told them **** it's different levels
My dog got shot, it gave me chills, like fuck the booth, let's get a kill (Let's get 'em)
Blood on blood, no man I fear, you diss the gang, you die right there (Boom, boom)
Huh, heard there's money on my mind, but I've been tryna murk some
Murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some
Huh, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some
[Verse 1]
****, I'm ski'd up in the winter, ****, I'm ski'd up in the summer (Ski'd up)
I spin shit 'bout my gang (Spin), ****, I kill shit 'bout my mama
He went from catching doors to slanging poles, boy, that boy a ho (Bitch)
Why the fuck you actin' like you a shooter, knowin' you never scored? (Bitch)
Boy, you bitch-made, that ain't righteous, no, you not my kind
I done robbed plays, finessed J's, served nicks like they was dimes
Buddy scream he want some smoke knowin' he ain't ready to inhale
Fuck **** be calling 12 when Drill start sending them shells, pussy
[Chorus]
I don't need no **** to believe in me, ****, I believe in myself (I did)
I don't need no bitch to have my baby, bitch can't have my wealth (Can't have my kids)
Broke down bags inside the spot, don't need no scale, I ball whatever
They say I made it, but I ain't made it, I told them **** it's different levels
My dog got shot, it gave me chills, like fuck the booth, let's get a kill (Let's get 'em)
Blood on blood, no man I fear, you diss the gang, you die right there (Boom, boom)
Huh, heard there's money on my mind, but I've been tryna murk some
Murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some
Huh, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some
[Verse 2]
Shh, just keep it quiet, walk down and creep
Told that boy that ARP gon' rip right through that AMG (Yeah)
**** acting like they street, know they don't want no war with me (Pussy)
Name a time I played with food, no, **** know I eat my beef
Bitch, hit his top, see what he think, sippin' syrup, geekin' on drank (Sippin')
I couldn't get my fire in the club, I ain't trippin', I brought shank
Lil' bruh had died inside that whip, pussy should've invested in tank
**** acting like they killers, never seen 'em bust a brain
[Chorus]
I don't need no **** to believe in me, ****, I believe in myself (I did)
I don't need no bitch to have my baby, bitch can't have my wealth (Can't have my kids)
Broke down bags inside the spot, don't need no scale, I ball whatever
They say I made it, but I ain't made it, I told them **** it's different levels
My dog got shot, it gave me chills, like fuck the booth, let's get a kill (Let's get 'em)
Blood on blood, no man I fear, you diss the gang, you die right there (Boom, boom)
Huh, heard there's money on my mind, but I've been tryna murk some
Murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some
Huh, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some, murk some
Written by: DelQuristo Wilson, Nicolas Moore
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