Murs, XV - Whiskey & Patron lyrics

[Murs, XV - Whiskey & Patron lyrics]

Huh fuck (bleep) , I never liked them niggas
I don't care if I see 'em
And have to fight them niggas
Fuck it, they fell off, so imma bleep 'em out
Used to be the ones now they
The ones nobody speaking 'bout
Funny how this rap game will change you
Have you coming at people
From the wrong angles
But, bitch, I'm from the City of the Angels
Keep on talking shit
Fuck around and get strangled
Hol' up, back to the peaceful vibe
'93 at The Palace we was seein' Tribe
This Puerto Rican girl, she tried to G me
Now I know she jealous when she
See me on the TV (Ha) Rap karma 101
She tried to play me out and used
To treat me like a bum and look
She probably still don't give a fuck
But now I'm living my dreams
She never would've been enough

Whiskey and Patron
It's midnight and I'm gone
Just turned off my phone
Bitch, leave me alone whiskey and Patron
It's midnight and I'm gone
Just turned off my phone
Bitch, leave me alone

I know I'm mixing my liquors
But they both dark
And put the flash on that picture
Because we both dark
Got the homies from Dago
They live in North Park
619, Mitchy Slicky be the Mozart
My homies at Pokez, they got them hot plates
Catch me after Comic Con on a hot date
5'10", brown skin, and we mo' than friends
Underground, underdog, going for the win
Every city I go to, you know they love me
'Cause most rappers be bougie and acting ugly
They be acting all stuck up
And I be showing love
Catch me out on my scouts and
We going to the club
I only wear my chain on the special nights
Really peaceful and humble but
Been in hella fights right now I'm hustlin'
Ensuring my kids a better life
Ask your sister, she banged me
She say I'm hella nice

Whiskey and Patron
It's midnight and I'm gone
Just turned off my phone
Bitch, leave me alone whiskey and Patron
It's midnight and I'm gone
Just turned off my phone
Bitch, leave me alone

Vizzy ride a Seven beat
Like it got handlebars
Had to learn to handle liquor
Just to handle bars
In New York hoppin' in and out of yellow cars
Cause the kid turn styles
Without a metro card
Back when Don was young without a buck
Doin' Saki bombs with moms I like to fuck
Skin tone mixed like the drank in my cup
Take sour with the skunk you
Could taste through the blunt
Niggas fake from the jump when
They in the studio
You take a shot at Don better be Julio
I be MIA with M-i-l-a Kunis though
Drinkin' Jim Beam
Girls tryin' to get a movie role
(Oooh) Been shootin' for stars like paparazzi
Comments comin' in I never went in kamakazi
I might've went ghost and
Seven might've went Tommy
If you niggas can't find me I'm
Probably with a dime piece drinkin'-

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Bitch, leave me alone (Play, this song)
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It's midnight and I'm gone (Play, this song)
Just turned off my phone (Play, this song)
Bitch, leave me alone (Play, this song)

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