MURDER ON MY MIND (feat. Fpscoot)

Feel it's murder on my mind catch a hat or get a face Tired of losing real niggas while these fake ones perpetrate These niggas crashing bout bout a bitch thats some shit I cant relate She gone f*ck round if she want then say she not yeah that's the bait Feel it's murder on my mind catch a hat or get a face Tired of losing real niggas while these fake ones perpetrate These niggas crashing bout bout a bitch thats some shit I cant relate She gone f*ck round if she want then say she not yeah that's the bait Member hoes was hatin on me but I'm up now Same hoes like a diamond presi getting bussed down I found out what'll make a nigga chill it's the gun sounds The ones who said I couldn't blow off rap showing love now I can smell right through his fit that they cap like a bloodhound Life a hoolahoop what goes around know it come around Why the real ones gotta go it ain't been the same since we lost Al Dukes can read it on my face say its pain behind a smile But through the rain I see sunny days Had to leave the city headed to the H finna go get paid today This that pain lay deep inside it cut deep just like a razor blade This ain't nothin new been getting money since a taper fade I grew up wit my brothers you couldn't catch me without jihad and tai I'm my sister keeper play round wit her ima chop a face If one was swingin we all workin everybody got a job in place Some shit I think about smoke my pain an fill da wood wit shake Feel it's murder on my mind catch a hat or get a face Tired of losing real niggas while these fake ones perpetrate These niggas crashing bout bout a bitch thats some shit I cant relate She gone f*ck round if she want then say she not yeah that's the bait Feel it's murder on my mind catch a hat or get a face Tired of losing real niggas while these fake ones perpetrate These niggas crashing bout bout a bitch thats some shit I cant relate She gone f*ck round if she want then say she not yeah that's the bait And I ain't never first to tweak but hop right on it if it's that Every nigga before they died swear to God that they ain't lack Press a button spin around think he caught one in his back I like leaving niggas stranded ain't no way he coming back You ever close a nigga lid that mean I left one in his hat If it's smoke that's what it is ion do the chits or chats Get one mind I need his fam I ain't goin tit for tat Type to leave him where he layin ain't really fond of spinnin back Graduate walk the stage he went down didn't get his cap For every gullet that hit blood triple that I'm sending back All black ski chop you know I'm layer up in the back Fell in love with hitting heads and the sound when that bitch clap Everyday I wake up I go out and get some money And every time this bitch ring my face light up like it's sunny And that shit that they didn't hated that for sunny Niggas fake for ten years cause they wanna fit that tummy If I was Mitch I would've killed everybody f*ck the money Ayy, ayy, if I was Mitch I would've killed everybody f*ck the money For my son f*ck the money