Tribulations by MU9K Lyrics
[Verse 1: MU9K]
Yeah, yeah
Bright nights and dark days
Been depleting my mental peeking, a part stays
Had to look at my baby girl and part ways (part ways)
First to start if the part pays
The narcs gage, carhartt beige
I’m blending in like a dark fade
Dark age done sparked plagues and sparked rage
What the fuck was 2021? (21)
Plenty Henny and Remy and unemployment funds
Call your sons, fore niggas come and deploy them guns (word)
Smoking, once awoken I ignore my lungs
Open to the motions, play them fucking drums
[Verse 2: MU9K]
Unwind dine and plot, with wontons and scotch
I could run this bitch to the combine in socks
Sankuanz the crocs and afwan the ocks (yeah, yeah)
I barеly got time to jot (facts)
Fuck a 9 to 5, who got time to swap? (yeah, yеah)
They say I got time to drop
But, time will tell if the grind is shopped
Then I’ll shine some rocks on a timeless watch nigga
Flowers sprout when the sun scorching
When in doubt I made a fruitful fortune
Drugs mimicking them true endorphins (true)
We lock forever if it’s true to portion (true)
Time shortens, bitches sporting Casimigo corkings
Assortment of issues that I’m dealing with
You blowing candles while the ceiling lit
No you ain’t healing shit
No I ain’t smiling till we sealing slips
I’m still in grips
Yeah, yeah
Bright nights and dark days
Been depleting my mental peeking, a part stays
Had to look at my baby girl and part ways (part ways)
First to start if the part pays
The narcs gage, carhartt beige
I’m blending in like a dark fade
Dark age done sparked plagues and sparked rage
What the fuck was 2021? (21)
Plenty Henny and Remy and unemployment funds
Call your sons, fore niggas come and deploy them guns (word)
Smoking, once awoken I ignore my lungs
Open to the motions, play them fucking drums
[Verse 2: MU9K]
Unwind dine and plot, with wontons and scotch
I could run this bitch to the combine in socks
Sankuanz the crocs and afwan the ocks (yeah, yeah)
I barеly got time to jot (facts)
Fuck a 9 to 5, who got time to swap? (yeah, yеah)
They say I got time to drop
But, time will tell if the grind is shopped
Then I’ll shine some rocks on a timeless watch nigga
Flowers sprout when the sun scorching
When in doubt I made a fruitful fortune
Drugs mimicking them true endorphins (true)
We lock forever if it’s true to portion (true)
Time shortens, bitches sporting Casimigo corkings
Assortment of issues that I’m dealing with
You blowing candles while the ceiling lit
No you ain’t healing shit
No I ain’t smiling till we sealing slips
I’m still in grips