Kill Shit

Oh
Yea
Yea
It's Him
And, And we back
Huh, Yea

I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' make it
I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' take it
I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' kill shit
I'm gon' kill shit
I said I'm gon kill shit

Back in this motherfucker
Sam Jack in this motherfucker
Motherfucker, Motherfucker
You don't know what I been thru, I'm a pit, You shitzu
Only took L's to me and myself, I'm 10-2
You'll be in critical for coming at this fool, who spit flu's
Break laws and rip crews
Call me skrilla getter, not a killer nigga, lady killer
I don't even gotta trick, 'cause she feel a nigga
I was linking bitches back when I had a bunk bed
Nothing more embarrassing than bottom bunk head
Treat them like shit, yea that's what my Unc said
Made a movie with her, just in case we bump heads
Never see me tripping off of what a punk said
Fighting over hoes get you dead, or lump head
Stepping on these niggas like a 12-foot man
Applying pressure, and I'm only using one leg

I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' make it
I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' take it
I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' kill shit
I'm gon' kill shit
I said I'm gon kill shit

I brought MILFs to Milford, mommy never knew though
Moving like I'm Future, call me Rav-Pluto
We was doing judo, kicking it
Hit it, kicked her out, called her back the next day, I'm still digging it
Some say I'm ignorant, chase chips like I'm Durant
Should cop a za plant, have the hood jumping like Ja Morant
Not the one to rhyme against, eat your food like I got some stamps
Pop a hater like I pop the champ-, how I pop a tramp
I got shooters who gon' pop for free, I don't gotta dance
I don't even gotta say a word, I just glance
Blue strips in my pants
Foreign feets, stepping on the ants
If I diss you, it'll be the neighborhood chant
Niggaz I thought I was cool with, ain't really that
Now I'm moving tact
This for anybody tryna bring war to me
I'm prepared for the casualties
I would run through your faculty
Talking crazy thinking it ain't gon' get back to me is a big mistake
Had to regroup and get back to the basics
In my hood niggaz hating
Went to college with racists
The N - I - double G, E - R, entertainment was Raymond
My friends got arraignments
Wanted Pradas, not Asics
Scamming at young ages, dreaming of Ranges
Robbing and stealing, walking around with gauges
I was doing baseball and rapping, stayed away from the trapping
Niggaz started mumbling, I said fuck that shit
They started doing trendy rap, I said fuck that shit, too
That's why I'm him, who are you

I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' make it
I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' take it
I don't understand why they looking at me
Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' kill shit
I'm gon' kill shit
I said I'm gon kill shit



Credits
Writer(s): Raymond Louther
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