[Intro]
Ay, murder that she wrote, kill em slow, watch that n***a bleed
You can't discuss a different topic when that's all you see
When I'm alone I'm paranoid I wish that I could sleep
So if I got to, I'ma keep makin' these love songs
(Brody, come in here)
Ay, wish that I could live a normal life
Rrari forever
I go to sleep clutching on my nine, murder that she wrote
Kill him slow watch that n***a bleed
You can't discuss a different topic when that's all you see
When I'm alone I'm paranoid I wish that I could sleep
Ayy, look

[Chrous]
I'm tryna paint a picture for my future kids (My future kids)
This for my young ones (This for my young ones)
So if I die to I'ma keep making these love songs (I'ma keep making these love songs)
My mama told me leavе the streets, you got too much potential (Too much potential)
Been feeling dеath, I go to sleep clutching on my pistol (Clutching on my heat)
EBK got my soul, somebody save a n***a (Somebody save me)
I asked you once, but I don't think that you forgave a n***a (I don't think that you forgave me)
Too much blood on my hands, mama (Too much blood on my hands mama)
I got some skeletons in my closet (In my closet)

[Verse]
Murder that she wrote (That she wrote)
Kill him slow, watch that n***a bleed, you can't discuss when it's all you see (It's all I see)
When I'm alone I'm paranoid I wish that I could sleep (I wish that I could sleep)
I need a woman that's gon' rock when I ain't in the streets (When I ain't in the field)
To keep it G and never lie in any situation (Just don't lie to me)
When I'm gone they gon' love me, so why they hate me? (Why they hate me, mama?)
I hope that I live long enough to have a baby (Hope that I live long enough to have a baby)
[Chorus]
I'm tryna paint a picture for my future kids (My future kids)
This for my young ones (This for my young ones)
So if I die to I'ma keep making these love songs (I'ma keep making these love songs)
My mama told me leave the streets, you got too much potential (Too much potential)
Been feeling death, I go to sleep clutching on my pistol (Clutching on my heat)
EBK got my soul, somebody save a n***a (Somebody save me)
I asked you once, but I don't think that you forgave a n***a (I don't think that you forgave me)
Too much blood on my hands, mama (Too much blood on my hands mama)
I got some skeletons in my closet (In my closet)