Cloud Mac & Miles Powers - Musty!

Ay yo I'm really fucking dusty, dirty kid, musty
I ain't seen a shower in a week, yes I'm crusty
Yeah I'm real grubby, reminiscent of a bus seat
"Still get ass though!" Yeah bitch trust me
And I'm a jealous motherfucker, always envy in my eyelids
Taken as a joke but forgetting what a smile is
Fuck, I'm ugly like a big walking thumb
No, I wouldn't need no costume to extra in Spy Kids
God I hate my life, I'm close to being done
I'm a wild motherfucker need control like a gun
And I wonder why, people just avoid me
Pretend star yeah Luke come destroy me
And it doesn't end there, yes so much more is wrong
If people had a taste I'm like water from a bong
"Girl I love you so much, yeah I know I sound dramatic"
Damn boy, didn't know potatoes were romantic!
Damn boy, I didn't know y'all I paid, I got no cash, shit
When I see collectors comin' I'ma dash quick
If you cashin' in my check it's finna bounce, hard
Someone used a red pen to write up my account logs
Can I outsource this verse and flip a profit?
This a painful fuckin' topic and I'm weary of the optics
Man I've barely done 6 bars, ain't talked about my stench yet
Shit, I smell kinda like a soldier in the trench did
Drenched in urine and some cheap vodka
And I'm always beat boxing, can't afford the lease option
Your deep pockets keep talkin', that's what money does
I only want a livable wage, you think that's funny, huh?
Bitch we're fuckin' pitiful, ay, someone should study us
Write about the plight of some rappers in 2021
Blind you like the light of the rapture, slide with the stash, yuh
I am down to fight if I have to, my tummy rumblin'

Written by:
Christian Smith, Miles Evans

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