Murder On My Mind Lyrics

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 p*ssy 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 f*ck 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 p*ssy 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 f*cking 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 p*ssy 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, f*cked 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 p*ssy 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

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