Murda Mane
(I know you hear a nigga knocking man)
Let a nigga in the door
Open up the door you just gon' leave me out here
(You just gon' leave me out here huh?)
This how I'm coming bout that
They done count me out too many times
Now I'm putting shit to sleep (to sleep)
Fuck my big cousin
I don't want him dead
I was his ass to see it
How you fuck with them
Then turn around and try to come fuck with me (fuck with me)
Been fucking with red rolling off the pills
Screaming out fuck the peace (man fuck the peace)
I was banging for us before it was cool
To say you was from that south (from that south)
I ain't have no bed staying in Caravan
I was sleeping on that couch (I'm on that couch)
Now I got plenty racks in my video
Pull them bitches out
Fuck nigga ain't wanna put me on
This how I turned it out nigga
You don't wanna let me win
Kill you and yo' best man (yo' best man)
I got get in some way
So fuck it me and my youngin' busting in (open the door)
They done let stick and move out that cage
You know that's Q's murder twin (uh-huh)
I ain't got time for the insta beef
Let's load up and go fucking spin (lets get it)
It's up man
I was talking to my big brotha
He had told me "look if you knock off all these lame ass niggas man it ain't no way we can't win man"
You niggas load up
You don't wanna let me win
Kill you and yo best man (uh-huh)
They be rocking the same fit
Ill knock off yo lil' fucking twin (fuck yo twin)
I was somewhere in the wind
Tryna make my ends meet (okay)
I cant never take my bitch on dates
Cause I be in the streets (I'm in the ya)
Say you rather see me eat (what)
I rather see em' dead (nigga what)
Man that nigga pussy
He must got that shit there from his daddy (from his father)
I ain't liking up with shit (uh-uh)
And I don't wanna flip yo bitch (nigga what)
Bitch I got my own motion
Bitch I regulate this shit (uh-huh)
I already know I'm chosen (already)
I already know I'm focused (I'm focused)
Every other day I'm loaded (I'm loaded)
Supersonic niggas folded (niggas folded)
Yeah this my lil' cousin choppa
But you know he let me tote it (uh-huh)
Claiming they my dog
I drop a song and they don't even post it (niggas tweaking)
I drop a song and they don't even post it
How you my dog, I drop a song and you don't even post it
Let a nigga in the door
Open up the door you just gon' leave me out here
(You just gon' leave me out here huh?)
This how I'm coming bout that
They done count me out too many times
Now I'm putting shit to sleep (to sleep)
Fuck my big cousin
I don't want him dead
I was his ass to see it
How you fuck with them
Then turn around and try to come fuck with me (fuck with me)
Been fucking with red rolling off the pills
Screaming out fuck the peace (man fuck the peace)
I was banging for us before it was cool
To say you was from that south (from that south)
I ain't have no bed staying in Caravan
I was sleeping on that couch (I'm on that couch)
Now I got plenty racks in my video
Pull them bitches out
Fuck nigga ain't wanna put me on
This how I turned it out nigga
You don't wanna let me win
Kill you and yo' best man (yo' best man)
I got get in some way
So fuck it me and my youngin' busting in (open the door)
They done let stick and move out that cage
You know that's Q's murder twin (uh-huh)
I ain't got time for the insta beef
Let's load up and go fucking spin (lets get it)
It's up man
I was talking to my big brotha
He had told me "look if you knock off all these lame ass niggas man it ain't no way we can't win man"
You niggas load up
You don't wanna let me win
Kill you and yo best man (uh-huh)
They be rocking the same fit
Ill knock off yo lil' fucking twin (fuck yo twin)
I was somewhere in the wind
Tryna make my ends meet (okay)
I cant never take my bitch on dates
Cause I be in the streets (I'm in the ya)
Say you rather see me eat (what)
I rather see em' dead (nigga what)
Man that nigga pussy
He must got that shit there from his daddy (from his father)
I ain't liking up with shit (uh-uh)
And I don't wanna flip yo bitch (nigga what)
Bitch I got my own motion
Bitch I regulate this shit (uh-huh)
I already know I'm chosen (already)
I already know I'm focused (I'm focused)
Every other day I'm loaded (I'm loaded)
Supersonic niggas folded (niggas folded)
Yeah this my lil' cousin choppa
But you know he let me tote it (uh-huh)
Claiming they my dog
I drop a song and they don't even post it (niggas tweaking)
I drop a song and they don't even post it
How you my dog, I drop a song and you don't even post it
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Writer(s): Keshawn Lundy
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