![]() Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs. Or Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases Other Popular Songs: LX - Fahrrad That Girl Lay Lay, Young Dolph - Breezy The reason I’m popping is all off of hate, yeahįind more lyrics at You can purchase their music thru I’m stagnant, a magnet, I’m staying in place I want it, I’m on it, it’s mine for the take I’m hungry, I’m eating right off of ya plate Morae Ruffin, known professionally as Morray, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. I’m whacking the weeds, cutting heads off of snakes My homies the only who come past the gate The phonies, jabronies, the opps or the Jakes Made him sh#t, he a b#tch, by the car he was ducked down Made him run, it was funny, he was scared of the gun sound on the bench equipped with the tre-pround Had enough, it was tough, only lasted ’bout one round His hands in my life now they ended up flat nowįlat like a wing, let’s see if he flap now With its catchy rhythm and playful lyrics, Quicksand is a great. Had him standing up then he ended up back down Listen to Quicksand MP3 Song Free by Morray from Street Sermons album online on. Gave respect neck to neck, my n#gg# didn’t back down Throwing up both of our sets which ended the friendship Her n#gg# came through, he was all on some b#tch sh#tĭidn’t know I was raw and my hands was so giftedĬouple knots made him drop like he drunk or he liftedįought another n#gg# after I thought was some kinship ‘Bout to ****, ’bout to nut, main course with the fixings Not only has the music video has racked up more than 15 million YouTube views, but the rising artist has already received a cosign from fellow Fayetteville, North Carolina native J. I remember chillin’ at one of my little b#tch crib Morray’s melodic debut single, Quicksand, has become a huge hit since it dropped last year. I’m planted, I’m stable, I’m growing them roots, yeah Stepping on necks with my Timberland boots Resemble young Steel ’cause I got the juice Got scars and bruises, man, I got the proof Too sore from a war where I couldn’t lose ![]() Two doors what I floor if I hop in the coupe My opportunity was knocking and I missed it He was the target but he lucky that I missed it Never killed, ain’t gon’ lie, I was tempted In the snow pitching, woah b#tch, it was brick dick Interceptions, I was stealing, caught me a pick six Then my n#gg# Bobby put me on a quick lick Then I said, “**** it”, ’cause something gon’ have to shake, dawg No jacket in the winter, had the shakes, dawg ![]() I was packing on the pounds, got my weight upīetty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake, bruhĭoing that put everything I love at stake, bruhīack in the day, man a n#gg# had ripped jeansĬouldn’t afford a new pair, I had broke seamsĬouldn’t think about the money, I had broke dreamsĬlothes falling off my ass, lost weight, dawg ![]()
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