Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Muddy, artist - Merkules. Date of issue: 18.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Muddy |
| Late nights and early mornings |
| Paid flight and stage frights, I’m still exhausted |
| The pays nice, the fames type but it not important |
| All I want is to go rest my head somewhere exotic |
| Careful what you wish for, I wished and then I got it |
| And then I gotta get more, it’s addictive, this is huntin' |
| But yo, it’s funny 'cause they thinkin' that I’m famous |
| They askin' me for pictures, they just want it for the sakes |
| It’s kinda crazy, they don’t even wanna know my fuckin' name |
| And it’s just heinous, they wanna be around me 'cause I made it |
| But I ain’t shit, I ain’t rich, man, I still starin' at a blank check |
| I still pull out my last 10 bucks to tip the waitress |
| Ha, it’s kinda strange how it works, hey |
| You celebrate like everyday is our birthday |
| We smokin' to relax and we drinkin' to forget |
| And we wake up in the morning and we deeper in our desp |
| It’s crazy |
| Neva said, I didn’t like this life |
| I never said didn’t wanted all this |
| I pour drink and then it might feel right |
| I keep forgetin' why we got like this |
| Pour another 20 in the tank, rollin' through the city |
| Some muddy in my drink, yo |
| Some muddy in my drink |
| No money in my bank |
| Give a fuck what y’all think, ha |
| I quited drinkin', took a break and then I relapsed |
| So now I take a shot and I can feel it in my knee caps |
| It’s like I need when I’m workin' under pressure |
| 'Cause that hangover was crazy, they like Merk you gotta get up |
| But I can’t, I’m contented inside this hotel room |
| Late check out, we gotta go by noon |
| I’m in the lobby and I’m waiting on deposits for no damage |
| But there’s roaches on the carpet, spill vodka on the mattress |
| Honestly, thought that we did the show and went to sleep |
| At that point I was so drunk, I blanked out |
| So I get angry 'till eventually they gave me cash |
| And them I’m takin' that and droppin' it all on the tank of gas, yeah |
| The next city is a six hour drive, I wake up, we arrive and see these kids |
| outside |
| Promoter trynna form them in a big guest line |
| And we pop another bottle 'cause it’s almost show time |
| Like fuck it |
| Neva said, I didn’t like this life |
| I never said I didn’t wanted all this |
| I pour drink and then it might feel right |
| I keep forgettin' why we got like this |
| Pour another 20 in the tank, rollin' through the city |
| Some muddy in my drink, yo |
| Some muddy in my drink |
| No money in my bank |
| Give a fuck what y’all think, ha |