HOMICIDE

This shit a fucking homicide, you been on my fucking mind

'Cause honestly, I try and try, but I can't just seem to die

And my mama told me, "Stay on yo' grind"

Sometimes I don't wanna be alive

Thinkin' of doin' a homicide

Hoes been on my mind, prone to lies, yeah

 

Walkin' through the corridors of my school, lookin' at pictures

Me and my gang, we've been pullin' triggers

Do it all for my sister, flippin' the scriptures

Livin' in reverse, but my cash been gettin' bigger

No father figures, her hair be ginger, I been cold in summer and hot in winter

Hoes fuckin' wit' me? I lean on the fixture

Shit, I'm chillin' with killers, brothers and sisters

We be all sinners, fucking up, fucking up, we ain't gon' be winners

Invites hoes for dinner, and hoes be so bitter

Why do I hear them whispers? Yeah, rhymes I deliver

I'm livin' real silver, I fuck with yo' liver

And bitch, I cry you a whole river

And I been down bad, if it wasn't obvious

Hoes fuckin' wit' me, always copying

Can't trust no bitch, she a floppy bitch

All my rhymes, hoes have to copy it, copy shit

And bitch, I can't trust no cocky bitch

All of this is a fucking hobby, bitch

So much cash on me, nobody can rob me, bitch

Call up Robbie, on the walki talki shit, uh

I don't even give a fuck where you at, at

I pull out the MAC, burn his back, back

Fuck 'em all, these hoes so wack, wck

And you gon' be my motherfuckin' snack, snack

Lil' bitch, I'm jacked, I fucking pack, pack

And you know I ain't on crack, I be on tracks

Yeah she feelin' on my sack, I be like Kodak Black

I don't care, pour the Cognac, listenin' to Kodak

My heart's so black, I got a gold plaque, and I just blow backs

These hoes don't know that, this shit be a throwback

In the Maybach with fou' stacks, and you know I know that

And I care for my mama, but I can never go back

Suicidal, doin' marijuana, and hoes go wack

I rap to ease the pain, I fucking need my sane

These hoes gon' beat the game, I do marijuana, hoes beat my name

And honestly, lil' bitch, I eat the flames

Hoes fuckin' wit' me, but okay, and she tryna beat that James

Lil' bitch, I'ma beat the game, I need them flames

Ho, why you on me? I don't need to change

I don't need that thang, yeah-yeah, uh

I take the lead, make opps bleed, make his brain leak

I ain't the same weak, ho you meet in the same week

Lil' bitch, I make the game weak, you outta my game, league

These hoes fuckin' with Brady, get the cash, do a 180

'Cause lately, been carin' for my baby and my lady

She so sexy, my ex drove me crazy, she was so lazy

Vision hazy, she was so shady, but maybe

One day I can live life without all them crazies

And get home safely, worryin' 'bout my son's safety

Even when it rainy, I got the keys, I do it daily

And he went Old Bailey, these hoes tryna change me

But you can't save me, my demons take me

My demons break me, rainy from the AZ, from the AB

My grandpa was in the Navy, shit so tasty

You always blame me, what a shame we

Couldn't fix what we had, turn on the AC

Hair so wavy, I mainly pick some roses and daisies

Cash on me got hoes quaky and fucking shaky

Why they snaky? So zany, fireworks like Katy

Call up Jamie, roses like Amy

Fuckin' wit' me? You fucked up greatly

Been feelin' hasty, hangin' wit' Casey

Hoes tryna floor me, they tryna incase me

I'm icy, not plainly, but I remember it vaguely

When life was good and nobody tried to rain on me

Fucking with hoes, they always change on me

Sick and tired when you break on me

Your tears are fake, you turned fake on me

And honestly, you always say, "Shame on you, shame on me"

What'd I do to deserve this? You always put the blame on me

Well, shame on me, shame on me, uh

 

This shit a fucking homicide, you been on my fucking mind

'Cause honestly, I try and try, but I can't just seem to die

And my mama told me, "Stay on yo' grind"

Sometimes I don't wanna be alive

Thinkin' of doin' a homicide

Hoes been on my mind, prone to lies, yeah

 

Findin' a style, hard but worthwhile

Do 'em like Nile, do 'em like Miles

Won't go outta style, my words are so vile

911 you fucking dial, do they bitches like Kyle

And there's blood on the floor tiles

I just wanna see you smile, gotta swallow all my bile

Hoes get riled up, fertile, and now they turnin' hostile

My money fucking piles, and charges I'll file

I'm awaitin' my trial, and I do 'em like Michael

Been suicidal, and she rip out my vitals

She said this ain't the final, fuck up my spinal

Readin' the Bible, her love be my rival

Homicidal, waitin' for your fucking arrival

No chance of survival, yeah, she was my idol

Now she in denial, it's a never-ending cycle

Shoot her ass with a rifle, mega trifle

So much cash on me, I deserve the title

Of King Worthwhile, I be on Tidal

Shit, bitches wanna go viral, I'm gettin' in a never-ending spiral

Of denial, fucked up, got my harpoon

Hoeslivin' in a cartoon, why we argue?

Lil' bitch, I know who you are, dude

I know what famous stars do

And bitch, I know what my bars do

And you know that my bars reach Venus, new cars, too

Fucking with me? I'm on the bar stool, I left my mark, dude

I get so much cash, I'ma mark you, leave some scars, too

These hoes argue 'bout shit that don't matter

Yeah, it's a disaster, pull up to the club with my fucking blaster

So much shit but it do not matter, I can hear the laughter

Climb up this ladder faster, yeah, I won't be captured

So much anger, I master, this is the next chapter

Ho, I am a rapper, got your whole world shattered

There's no happy ever after, do it like a pastor

Got you bruised and battered, a bastard

Let's just gather and play would you rather?

I'd rather kill bitches, kill witches, kill snitches

My dick the biggest, growin' in inches, I miss this

I miss it, I can't fix this, can't fix it, I did it, I did this

Suicidal thoughts when I'm washin' the dishes

Mama told me one day I'ma need stitches

Ease the pain as I burn all my bridges

I got so many unfufilled wishes

Do you even love me? Or do you just want riches?

And I was a wiz kid, dream of swimmin' with the fishes

Just mind your business, for once in yo' life, just liston

I saw your messages and your opinions

Gon' live with this life I was given, that's how I live it

That's how I'm livin', imprisoned in my mind, songs I've written

So much raps, sip the lean while I'm sittin'

I'm guilt-ridden, though I keep it hidden

Hoes be chickens, makin' bad decisions

Hit with precision, I've been driven to suicide and prison

'Cause lil' bitch, you knew I'd die, but I've risen

Yeah, yeah, I get visions that be vivid

No limits, got me so addicted, got me lifted

You're wicked, twisted and gifted

Gotta stay committed, pockets fitted

2 Glocks, that's how you walk, you never pay no visits

Got new 'Wok, I use up my minutes

Got a new hawk, I be double digits, huh-uh

When I was six, bitch, I wanted to be a rich kid

I was tired of the snitches, with their bitch whips

They mamas had riches, they was always a rich bitch

The bitches were trippin', maybe they've been sippin'

Cash on me, death wishin', I been reminiscing

You're a menace, my consciousness is slippin'

I'm fadin', money flipping, uh-huh

 

This shit a fucking homicide, you been on my fucking mind

'Cause honestly, I try and try, but I can't just seem to die

And my mama told me, "Stay on yo' grind"

Sometimes I don't wanna be alive

Thinkin' of doin' a homicide

Hoes been on my mind, prone to lies, yeah