Homicide (feat. Chevy Woods)

You fucking right
Yeah
Put the money in the bag, man
Put that over there
We got more to count
Too much to ask me

I bought a whole O to smoke
I'm riding high
My niggas with me, they down to ride
I got my change up, they looking like they surprised
Got niggas hatin' on me hard 'cause my paper right
Money from the floor way up to the sky
Now they wanna know and they wonder why
I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly
I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide

And I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I got my change up, they looking like they surprised
Niggas hatin' on me hard 'cause my paper right
But I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly
I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em

First 48, first 48
Took out 50 racks and blew the first 48
I ain't worried about spending bread 'cause I got more to make
Soon as they see that Maserati they gone surely hate

Hundred for a show, can you afford a date?
And that's just one show, imagine what my tour gon' make
Police ran up on my tour bus
But hey my niggas, more money more problems
More lawyers on the case

Niggas at the Grammy's, I was at the crib working
Heard they little diss but I'm just being the big person
Never been trained, still my aim near perfect
Everything I spits murder, bow

I bought a whole O to smoke
I'm riding high
My niggas with me, they down to ride
I got my change up, they looking like they surprised
Got niggas hatin' on me hard 'cause my paper right
Money from the floor way up to the sky
Now they wanna know and they wonder why
I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly
I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide

And I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I got my change up, they looking like they surprised
Niggas hatin' on me hard 'cause my paper right
But I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly
I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em

With black on black cars coming through, presidential shit
Tints on the whip so dark can't see who riding in that bitch
Suits and ties, no questions why
Somebody get a box ready for these guys
No four door, had the coupe that ride
That eagle right here if you wanna feel fly

No games though, no names spoke
This crack right here, cocaine flow
I don't know what you doing but I'm paid bro
Yeah, I pitch that 9 like Pedro
Stuck in the car with my nigga I'm ready to ride
We on our way to the top, watch that paper rise

Keep telling everybody what you gonna do
Middle finger like fuck what you going through
All I know is that money that I'm going to
And them gang gang boys run up on you
Like, "Wassup cuz, I told you
Just money in the pocket, fold you
T-A-Y-L-O-R G-A-N-G Gang, woo

I bought a whole O to smoke
I'm riding high
My niggas with me, they down to ride
I got my change up, they looking like they surprised
Got niggas hatin' on me hard 'cause my paper right
Money from the floor way up to the sky
Now they wanna know and they wonder why
I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly
I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide

And I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I got my change up, they looking like they surprised
Niggas hatin' on me hard 'cause my paper right
But I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em, it's homicide
I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly
I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide
I'm killin' 'em



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Kevin Lee Woods, Ryan Baker, . Miss Link Music
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