It's not perfect
IM BLACK I PROMISE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~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 niggasAin't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitchingEverybody acting suspicious, might prolly say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelingsAnd 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 gon' heal itI don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck 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 timeI wake up in the morning I got murder on my mind
AK47, MAC-11, Glocks, and 9's
And all these pussy niggas hating tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it
I got murder on my mindBitch 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 mindYellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-Shirt and his family traumatizedI didn't even mean to shoot 'em, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twiceHis body dropped down to the floor and he had teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to dieI told 'em it's too late my friend, its time to say "Goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirtI wake up in the morning I got murder on my mind
AK47, MAC-11, Glocks, and 9's
And all these pussy niggas hating tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it
I got murder on my mindBitch 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)Bite like tarantula, bitch I'm a animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Baby name Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'ma murderer
(Yeah,yeah)I might just kill the boy
Don't wanna kill the boy
Bake 'em up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
Grill the boy (grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good I might dip his ass in it and spill the boyMurder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mindWake up in the morning I got murder on my mind
AK47, MAC-11, Glocks, and 9's
And all these pussy niggas hating tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it
I got murder on my mindBitch, 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, no)
Oh-ooh-oh
(Young nigga world, bitch)
Oh-ooh-oh
YOU ARE READING
Song lyrics
RandomThese are song lyrics that I got the idea from @Strawberry_mochi_ and I was determined to make this the same but do lyrics of songs I HAVE in ma Apple Music so request any songs and I will do it ✋🏾👩🏾🤚🏾