Murder On My Mind (vocal)

作曲：Eduardo Hernandez,Jamell Demons

I ain't gettin' rolled no **

I ain't gettin' rolled no swishers

I was locked up on Christmas

Ain't get to see my **

Ain't get to hug my mama

Couldn't even give her no kisses

Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause he's

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 that smoke is that loud?

Don't pass me, no

And I'ma smoke all of my pain away

'Cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it

I don't understand you women

Who go around pretendin'

As if they really with me

So I love 'em all from a distance

'Cause the same ** 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-47s, MAC-11s, Glock 9s, and all these

Hating tryna knock me off my grind

But I can't let 'em do it

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

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 homicide

His face is on a T-shirt and his family's traumatized

I didn't even mean to shoot him

He just caught me by surprise

I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back and shot it 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-47s, MAC-11s, Glock 9s, and all these

Hating tryna knock me off my grind

But I can't let 'em do it

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

I got murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind

I like Tarantino, I'm an animal

Malice a Savage, no, he not no average man

They mention him, her own camera

I'm a murderer (Yeah, yeah)

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

Make him up say he won't beef, we gon' grill the boy (Grill the boy)

I'm bleeding so good, I might dip the assassin and it spilled the boy

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

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

AK-47s, MAC-11s, Glock 9s, and all these

Hating tryna knock me off my grind

But I can't let 'em do it

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

I got murder on my mind

Murder on my mind, oh

Young World, woah