Uh, uh, uh, uh
Them people love to count you out (Count you out) 'til you make 'em count you in (Count you in)
Couldn't see the road, they blocked him out (They blocked him out), had to take it on the chin
Please tell me who better than me (Who?), way in the back, watch how I win (Watch how I win)
Not cocky, I'm just confident, I know these niggas ain't my friends (Yeah, oh yeah)
Ain't no room, can't let 'em in (Can't let 'em in)
G-lock in my hand when I'm outside, can't let 'em take me, no (Let 'em take me, no)
LAX, tryna find some pounds, but I still end up in the 'yo (End up in the 'yo)
I got my motion off of 'bows, ain't never had to touch no stove (Touch no stove)
Dickin' this ho be too easy, it's like Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe (Miney, Moe)
I pray that this ho ain't your bitch, she goin' lips all on my dick, she blowin' (She blowin')
Better not trust her friends, they hoein' (Oh no), turned her up, now she important (Important)
Plug send a load, I send the cash, I run it up imported (Imported)
Hit up the bros, run through the bags and I give 'em they portion (They portion)
All my niggas hustlin' or they robbin', they gon' smack shit (They gon' smack)
Same night bro died, everybody in them cars, they tryna whack shit (Tryna get whacked)
Buryin' my stripe, go ask about the kid before this rap shit (Before this rap)
I drop a bag, that's if I get 'em patient, get 'em wrapped quick (Oh yeah)
Murder on my mind, yeah, I got murder (Yeah, I got murder)
Lil' bro hop out firin', just tryna shirt somethin' (Frrt, frrt)
Jump out with some shit that they ain't heard of (That they ain't heard of)
Who you think you foolin'? You ain't hurt nothin' (Hurt nothin')
Nigga, who you think you foolin'? (Who?), back in school, I ain't fold a bully (Oh yeah)
I was just in the hood, had told me they would win, but always losin' (But always losin')
I guess that's how it be when it's more than your weight that you been pullin' (That you been pullin')
Only twenty-one, it's niggas thirty plus that I influenced (I influenced)
Dick on my Glock and it's fully, nigga (It's fully), run up, I'm gon' shoot it (Frrt)
Out of town, I don't fuck with bitches either (I don't know), I ain't fond of groupies (Oh no)
I ain't get a chance, if she show she a eater, lil' pussy, she gon' use it (Yeah, on God)
I catch an L, she hit the door and then it's right back to these riches (Right back to these yeah)
Huh, rap shit got me lit, so just give up, oh no, I can't (Oh no, I can't)
Huh, nigga feelin' tough, reach for my neck, I leave him stankin' (I leave him stankin')
Yeah, murder in my eyes, murder in my mind, I think (Guess what I'm thinkin')
They all live in disguise, but this lifestyle here, you can't fake (No, you can't fake)
Bro died, we couldn't get no sleep (No, no), hit they block up for a week (Oh yeah)
Chop' and this stick FRT (FRT), Percocets, I need 'bout three ('Bout three)
Addicted to the way they make me feel, guess that's a part of grief (It's a part of grief)
Still hate how I found a love for poppin' pills, know this wasn't of me (No, this ain't me)
Murder, I see murder
Right here up on they block, shirt somethin' (Shirt somethin')
Murder, uh, murder
No, you ain't hurt nothin' (Ain't hurt nothin')
Murder on my mind, yeah, I got murder (I got murder)
Lil' bro hop out firin', just tryna shirt somethin' (Frrt, frrt)
Jump out with some shit that they ain't heard of (That they ain't heard of)
Who you think you foolin'? You ain't hurt nothin' (Hurt nothin')
Murder on my mind, yeah, I got murder (I got murder)
Lil' bro hop out firin', just tryna shirt somethin' (Frrt, frrt)
Jump out with some shit that they ain't heard of (That they ain't heard of)
Who you think you foolin'? You ain't hurt nothin'
You ain't hurt nothin'
But I still hop out tryna shirt somethin'
FRT inside my Glock, it murk somethin'
Huh, who you think you hurtin'? You ain't hurt nothin'
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