murder

I ain't get to roll no weed, 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 prolly 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 the only thing that gone' 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

 

I wake up in the morning I got murder on my mind

AK47, MAC-11, Glocks, and 9s

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 (I got murder on my

Mind), I got murder on my mind (murder 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 'em, 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 'em it's too late my friend, it's time to say "Goodbye"

And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt

 

Wake up in the morning I got murder on my mind

AK47, MAC-11, Glocks, and 9s

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 (I got murder on my

Mind), I got murder on my mind (murder 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

 

Bible tarantula, bitch I'ma animal

Melly a savage, no he not no amateur

Baby name Angela, fucked her on camera

Bitch I'm a murderer

I might just kill the boy

Don't wanna kill the boy

Bake 'em up, say he want beef, we gone grill the boy

Grill the boy (grill the boy)

I'm bleeding so good I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy

Murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind

 

Wake up in the morning I got murder on my mind

AK47, MAC-11, Glocks, and 9s

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 (I got murder on my

Mind), I got murder on my mind (murder 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