Killer
I ain't a killer but i dream about it
Make it real so i can sing about it
Just tell em you don't know a thing about it
When you lie to me i see around it
Oh no
Now im ducking the law again moving solo
I can see in the Matrix i got the cheat code
Gotta keep your mouth shut again or its repo
Its always sub-tweets yall should delete those
You oughta know better
Imma go getter
Its no pressure
I'm talking you there
Keep your head low
Or imma slide through
And let the lead go
Put your face right on your momma's T-shirt
I just buried all my opps in the last verse
If you don't want no smoke keep your back turn
Run up on me i swear to god imma crack first
Oh no
Now its getting real again, what the fuck about it?
Ain't a stranger to this shit, i grew up around it
Said you just came up from a lick but i really doubt it
You're so new to this life you don't know nothing about it
You oughta know better
Imma go getter
Its no pressure
I'm talking you there
Keep your head low
Or imma slide through
And let the lead go
I dream of making shit right
Red dot so bright in the moonlight
Make sure i sting him two times
One for me, One for Moms
Don't think i just moved on
Think about this shit all the time
Ain't no bygones til' you gone
And i'm so fucked up it don't make sense
And i can't kill you so i kill myself
I honestly don't think about anyone else
I can't wait til' i take your last breath
I ain't a killer but i dream about
Make it real so i can sing about it
Make it real so i can sing about it
Just tell em you don't know a thing about it
When you lie to me i see around it
Oh no
Now im ducking the law again moving solo
I can see in the Matrix i got the cheat code
Gotta keep your mouth shut again or its repo
Its always sub-tweets yall should delete those
You oughta know better
Imma go getter
Its no pressure
I'm talking you there
Keep your head low
Or imma slide through
And let the lead go
Put your face right on your momma's T-shirt
I just buried all my opps in the last verse
If you don't want no smoke keep your back turn
Run up on me i swear to god imma crack first
Oh no
Now its getting real again, what the fuck about it?
Ain't a stranger to this shit, i grew up around it
Said you just came up from a lick but i really doubt it
You're so new to this life you don't know nothing about it
You oughta know better
Imma go getter
Its no pressure
I'm talking you there
Keep your head low
Or imma slide through
And let the lead go
I dream of making shit right
Red dot so bright in the moonlight
Make sure i sting him two times
One for me, One for Moms
Don't think i just moved on
Think about this shit all the time
Ain't no bygones til' you gone
And i'm so fucked up it don't make sense
And i can't kill you so i kill myself
I honestly don't think about anyone else
I can't wait til' i take your last breath
I ain't a killer but i dream about
Make it real so i can sing about it
Credits
Writer(s): Moe The Natural
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