Murder On My Mind

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

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 snitchin'

Everybody actin' suspicious

Might probably say that I'm trippin'

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 gon' heal it

I don't understand these women

Who go around pretendin'

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 trickin'

Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time

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 hatin', 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 fuckin' 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

Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind

AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines

And all these pussy niggas hatin', 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)

Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal

Melly's a savage, no, he not no amateur

Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera

Bitch, I'm a murderer (yeah, yeah)

I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy

Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy

(Grill the boy) I'm bleeding so good

(We gonna grill the boy) I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy

Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa

I got murder on my mind (on my mind)

I got murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind, huh

Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind

AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines

And all these pussy niggas hatin', 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

I got murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind (murder on my mind)

Whoa, oh

Young Nigga World, bitch (whoa, oh)