The Worst Lyrics – M Huncho
Singer: M Huncho
Title: The Worst
I look at things with eyes different from yours
Held a remote to my life, I put my sh#t on a pause
‘Cause we’re really outside, really doing the most
And I’ve been doing myself, I’m tryna capture this growth
Memories that I got, PTSD from the past
Had enough of all these diamonds, so I put my wrist in glass (Put my wrist in glass)
When you’re from where we’re from, 24’s ain’t enough (24’s ain’t enough)
White birds let them fly, we got baskets full of doves
I was always first team, no sub
Most of my brothers really made it out a place with no love
I don’t give a hoe no hugs
And I got my killer in the car, he don’t miss when he’s drunk
So it’s best if you’re causin’ no fuss (No fuss)
One for these washed up olders
You still live at your mum’s, you’re rubbed
They don’t even need no slugs, snails never need no slugs
‘Cause I’m coming from a place where they don’t wanna make it
They just want a handout, they just can’t face it
They just wanna bang out, they don’t wanna make this paper
Every block’s got a dreamer
My block had one faceless, had no face to start with
Never was nameless
They made a cause about me, they got told that I ball like Lakers
I take my money countless, money trees that we been raking
If the money ain’t the topic, don’t indulge in conversation
Yeah, you heard
Pulled up in the latest on the curb
I don’t think that I’m the sh#t cause I’m deturbed
And they worry ’bout the drugs and not the curbs
And I worry ’bout the downs, it could be worse
All these girls are bussed down, I’m Larry Bird
Huncholini, I’m the first, I’m never third
Huncho Khalifa, I’m standing tall like the Burj
Nower days I’m charging more for my verse (75 thousand, uh-huh)
She ain’t rachet but I know that there’s a rachet in her purse (Purse)
Mind how you talk little boy, you can end up in a hearse (Rest in peace)
Arrested at the door by the feds, got my lady feelin’ hurt
She still held me down, even through it
He had a mother, f#ckin’ worse
And I know that sometimes, yeah, that I could be the worse (I ain’t perfect)
I’m tryna change my life around so you don’t have to put the f#ckin’ pistol in the purse
What’s it really worth? Blessings and the curse
Like, sinnin’ in the church like
Waitin’ in the theatre room, decisions overturned
Can’t take money, grey signs, so I always let it burn (Let it burn)
You give them second chances, they don’t learn
I’ve been wavin’ for a minute, I’m submerged
Mild skunk, now your daughter, I’m here to purge
Price went up like manoeuvre has a surge
And they put me in the dirt, so I blew (So I blew)
Don’t make jokes, but read the f#ckin’ room
Old school like Henry doin’ adverts va-va, voo (Va-va, voo)
I don’t do street fights, I started [?]
[?] (Oh are you?)
(Quincy Tellem)
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