Gucci Mane Karaoke - Jessie Murph

This title is a cover of Gucci Mane as made famous by Jessie Murph

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 136 BPM

In the same key as the original: Cm

Duration: 02:46 - Preview at: 01:45

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2025
Genres: Country, In English
Original songwriters: Jessie Murph, Oscar Linnader, Abby-Lynn Keen, Warren Felder, Keith Roger Sorrell

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Lyrics Gucci Mane

I'm from Alabama
I'm 'bout four eleven
I've got a shitty father and I'd like to go to Heaven
Internally I'm scrappy but I'm afraid to fight
I prefer to keep my hoops in so I stay in at night
They tell me not to falter
To tell 'em who I am
But I'm not fuckin' sure
I know I love shitty men
They normally contribute to the state that I'm in
This place that I'm in
This fuckin' state that I'm in
Sometimes in the mornin'
I feel bad when I get up
And I'll look around my house and I'll look at all the stuff
And I get to feelin' guilty and I think about my mom
I'm the first one in my family to see a million bucks
No
I don't wanna talk about it
I'd rather write my way around it 'cos I don't wanna talk about it
No
I don't like the way it sounded
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna talk about it
I'm not much of a cooker but I like to make my pasta
I throw it in the pot and I mix it with the thought
Of losin' all I've ever had
Losin' all I've ever fought for
And then I get high and I wonder what it's all for
I write songs about my father and the fucked up shit he did but I take one out the chamber 'cos I'm learnin' to forgive
I would rather not throw him right up under the bus though I used to wish someday that he'd get hit by that bus
I would like to not be bitter and not take that back
And I prefer it sweet but still I take my coffee black
And it's four in the mornin' and I wake up in a sweat
Paranoid that someone's there
It's only ever just the wind
No
I don't wanna talk about it
I wanna write my way around it
No I don't wanna talk about it
No
I don't like the way it sounds
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it
So now that I'm twenty and I'm tryin' to figure out what the hell to do with love and what the hell to do without
I walk in with my head high
I feel like a tall child
I sampled Lemonade and made
Gucci Mane proud
Ah ha ha ha

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