Racism, sexuality, religion and murder
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
I make 100 millions without a robbery
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
But momma raised me right wont be a robbery
Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep
Murder verses bursts of furnace heat
But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead
Murder everybody thats my asset,
Cuz lighting up all these kids is murder
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
We thinkin you got em and going murder
The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder
I can't ant get away with murder
I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for
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