5/30/2023 0 Comments Morray quicksand lyrics![]() ![]() (Intro) Hmm, yeah Hmm, yeah Hmm, yeah, yeah (Hook) Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my ass, no quick brand I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up Had beef on the streets, had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah Doing that put everything I love at stake brah Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my ass, no quick brand I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up Had beef on the streets, had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah Doing that put everything I love at stake brah (Verse 1) Back in the day, man a nigga had rip jeans Couldn't afford a new pair, I had broke seams Couldn't think about the money, I had broke dreams Outfit was the match of a crack fiend I was tryna be fly, couldn't take off Clothes falling off my ass, lost weight dog No jacket in the winter, had the shakes dog Then I said, Fuck it, 'cause something gone have to shake dog Then my nigga Bobby put me on a quick lick Wasn't a lot but enough for a quick fix Interceptions, I was stealing, caught me a pick six In the snow pitching woe, bitch it was brick dick Never killed, ain't gone lie, I was tempted He was the target but he lucky that I missed it I was always fucking up, was a misfit My opportunity was knocking and I missed it Young when I hopped off the stoop Two doors what I floor if I hop in the coupe Too sore from a war where I couldn't lose Got scars and bruises, man, I got the proof Resemble young Steele 'cause I got the juice You think you 2Pac, let Omar Epps loose Stepping on necks with my Timberland boots I'm planted, I'm stable, I'm growing in roots (Hook) Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my ass, no quick brand I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up Had beef on the streets, had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah Doing that put everything I love at stake brah Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my ass, no quick brand I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up Had beef on the streets, had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah Doing that put everything I love at stake brah (Verse 2) I remember chillin' at one of my little bitch crib 'Bout to fuck, 'bout to nut, main course with the fixings Her nigga came through, he was all on some bitch shit Didn't know I was raw and my hands was so gifted Boy had me chop, had get him a mix quick Couple knots made him drop like he drunk or he lifted Fought another nigga after I thought was some kinship Throwing up both of our sets which ended the friendship Gave respect neck to neck, my nigga didn't back down Had em’ standing up then he ended up back down His hands in my life now they ended up flat now Flat like a wing, let's see if he flap now Had enough, it was tuff only lasted about one round K.D. ![]() Quicksand song lyrics music Listen Song lyrics Quicksand lyrics
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