M Huncho, Nines - misunderstood lyrics
N9NES [Courtney Leon Freckleton] Harlesden, London, England, U.K. 🇬🇧
[M Huncho, Nines - misunderstood lyrics]
Quincy, tell 'em
Oh, I'm so misunderstood
I don't think they know that
Twenty-nine years young, goin' hard for the fam
I go above and beyond, know I can
Grimin' was a thing I'd just do for the love of the game
Really, I had fiends in the house that couldn't even find the fan
Takin' off his socks so he can push it in his [?]
Baby, I sold drugs but I have never been a crook
Tryna get a counsel for myself and write a book
Tell 'em the whole story so I'm finally understood
Tellin' man some stories, yeah, I balance, I'm all good
Walkin' through this place, I spent some rackies on the bust
I just hit the trap and did my thing just like should
I don't think you know but I'm so misunderstood
I don't think you know, I pay cash for all the goods
As long as mum and dad are really good then, yeah, I'm good
As long as I trust in the trap (Trap)
As long as I trust in the trap, I'm good, bitch
Uh
I went from workin' with a plan B
To tourin' 'round the country
The way I run housin', they should call a nigga Bumpy
These rappin' niggas cappin' in their verse
Since the day that I die, they should build me a statue in the churches
I, I don't give a fuck about likes cah I'm grown, ain't givin' out years
Watch what you type on the phone (Type on the phone)
The looters in the yard gettin' high like a drone
I was in my crop house turnin' lights on these clones (Lights on these clones)
The trappers love it when I zone on tracks
Still got dead niggas in my phone contacts (Phone contacts)
I mind my business, I ain't worried 'bout the next person
These niggas dick-ride, try to call it networkin'
Take my niggas 'round the world, everywhere I go
These niggas gassed up on shit I done years ago (Years ago)
Now, now all these haters wanna see me back in the hood
Put, puttin' all my trust in the trap, I'm good (I'm good)
Tellin' man some stories, yeah, I balance, I'm all good
Walkin' through this place, I spent some rackies on the bust
I just hit the trap and did my thing just like should
I don't think you know but I'm so misunderstood
I don't think you know, I pay cash for all the goods
As long as mum and dad are really good then, yeah, I'm good
As long as I trust in the trap (Trap)
As long as I trust in the trap, I'm good, bitch
Oh, I'm so misunderstood
I don't think they know that
Twenty-nine years young, goin' hard for the fam
I go above and beyond, know I can
Grimin' was a thing I'd just do for the love of the game
Really, I had fiends in the house that couldn't even find the fan
Takin' off his socks so he can push it in his [?]
Baby, I sold drugs but I have never been a crook
Tryna get a counsel for myself and write a book
Tell 'em the whole story so I'm finally understood
Tellin' man some stories, yeah, I balance, I'm all good
Walkin' through this place, I spent some rackies on the bust
I just hit the trap and did my thing just like should
I don't think you know but I'm so misunderstood
I don't think you know, I pay cash for all the goods
As long as mum and dad are really good then, yeah, I'm good
As long as I trust in the trap (Trap)
As long as I trust in the trap, I'm good, bitch
Uh
I went from workin' with a plan B
To tourin' 'round the country
The way I run housin', they should call a nigga Bumpy
These rappin' niggas cappin' in their verse
Since the day that I die, they should build me a statue in the churches
I, I don't give a fuck about likes cah I'm grown, ain't givin' out years
Watch what you type on the phone (Type on the phone)
The looters in the yard gettin' high like a drone
I was in my crop house turnin' lights on these clones (Lights on these clones)
The trappers love it when I zone on tracks
Still got dead niggas in my phone contacts (Phone contacts)
I mind my business, I ain't worried 'bout the next person
These niggas dick-ride, try to call it networkin'
Take my niggas 'round the world, everywhere I go
These niggas gassed up on shit I done years ago (Years ago)
Now, now all these haters wanna see me back in the hood
Put, puttin' all my trust in the trap, I'm good (I'm good)
Tellin' man some stories, yeah, I balance, I'm all good
Walkin' through this place, I spent some rackies on the bust
I just hit the trap and did my thing just like should
I don't think you know but I'm so misunderstood
I don't think you know, I pay cash for all the goods
As long as mum and dad are really good then, yeah, I'm good
As long as I trust in the trap (Trap)
As long as I trust in the trap, I'm good, bitch