Whiskey & Patron - Murs, Murs feat. XV

Huh

Fuck (bleep), I never liked them niggas

I don’t care if I see 'em and have to fight them niggas

Fuck it, they fell off, so imma bleep 'em out

Used to be the ones now they the ones nobody speaking 'bout

Funny how this rap game will change you

Have you coming at people from the wrong angles

But, bitch, I’m from the City of the Angels

Keep on talking shit, fuck around and get strangled

Hol' up, back to the peaceful vibe

'93 at The Palace we was seein' Tribe

This Puerto Rican girl, she tried to G me

Now I know she jealous when she see me on the TV

(Ha!) Rap karma 101

She tried to play me out and used to treat me like a bum

And look, she probably still don’t give a fuck

But now I’m living my dreams she never would’ve been enough

Whiskey and Patron

It’s midnight and I’m gone

Just turned off my phone

Bitch, leave me alone

Whiskey and Patron

It’s midnight and I’m gone

Just turned off my phone

Bitch, leave me alone

I know I’m mixing my liquors, but they both dark

And put the flash on that picture, because we both dark

Got the homies from Dago, they live in North Park

619, Mitchy Slicky be the Mozart

My homies at Pokez, they got them hot plates

Catch me after Comic Con on a hot date

5'10″, brown skin, and we mo' than friends

Underground, underdog, going for the win

Every city I go to, you know they love me

'Cause most rappers be bougie and acting ugly

They be acting all stuck up and I be showing love

Catch me out on my scouts and we going to the club

I only wear my chain on the special nights

Really peaceful and humble but been in hella fights

Right now I’m hustlin', ensuring my kids a better life

Ask your sister, she banged me, she say I’m hella nice

Whiskey and Patron

It’s midnight and I’m gone

Just turned off my phone

Bitch, leave me alone

Whiskey and Patron

It’s midnight and I’m gone

Just turned off my phone

Bitch, leave me alone

Vizzy ride a Seven beat like it got handlebars

Had to learn to handle liquor just to handle bars

In New York hoppin' in and out of yellow cars

Cause the kid turn styles without a metro card

Back when Don was young without a buck

Doin' Saki bombs with moms I like to fuck

Skin tone mixed like the drank in my cup

Take sour with the skunk you could taste through the blunt

Niggas fake from the jump when they in the studio

You take a shot at Don better be Julio

I be M.I.A.

with M-i-l-a Kunis though

Drinkin' Jim Beam, girls tryin' to get a movie role

(Oooh) Been shootin' for stars like paparazzi

Comments comin' in I never went in kamakazi

I might’ve went ghost and Seven might’ve went Tommy

If you niggas can’t find me I’m probably with a dime piece

Drinkin'-

Whiskey and Patron (Play, this song)

It’s midnight and I’m gone (Play, this song)

Just turned off my phone (P-P-Play, this song)

Bitch, leave me alone (Play, this song)

Whiskey and Patron (When ya play, this song)

It’s midnight and I’m gone (Play, this song)

Just turned off my phone (Play, this song)

Bitch, leave me alone (Play, this song)