BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- Get to roll no...
- Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
- Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
- Yeah, I'll... bet
- Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though
- [Verse 1]
- I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
- I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
- Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
- Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
- Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
- When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
- And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
- And I'ma smoke all of my pain away 'cause that's the only thing that gonna
- heal it I don't understand these women who go around pretending
- As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
- 'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
- Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time
- [Chorus]
- I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
- AK 47's, MAC 11, Glocks, and nines And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
- But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
- Bitch, I got murder on my mind (Bitch, I got murder on my mind)
- I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
- I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
- I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
- Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
- His face is on a T shirt and his family traumatized
- I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
- I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
- His body dropped down to the floor and he got teardrops in his eyes
- He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
- I told him it's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye
- And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt.
- I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
- AK 47's, MAC 11, Glocks, and nines And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
- But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
- Bitch, I got murder on my mind (Bitch, I got murder on my mind)
- I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
- I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
- I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind .
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