It ain harrd to catch a murder case
In Baton Rouge it ain hard to raise the murder rate
When you wake up it ain hard to make yo worst day
Dem n***as try to kill yo vibe in the worst way
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Homocide in the day time dats what these n***as screaming
I come from a place where bitches fake a n***as always leaching
Where yo daddy and momma gone always start preaching
Where they asking and questioning all the shit dat u believe in
When you wake up in the middle of the night you seeing demons
Yo stomach growling so yo grandma a be the first one to feed it
Cause grandma baby won’t starve ion give a fuck wats the reason
I know that live kinda hard but just stand on the shit you keeping
Just live better and don’t fold when you stand in the rain
Ik this place is kinda cold and it’s laced up with pain
But don’t let them n***as put lies all up in yo brain
Cause all of em da same
And they gone kill you for the simplest thang

It ain harrd to catch a murder case
In Baton Rouge it ain hard to raise the murder rate
When you wake up it ain hard to make yo worst day
Dem n***as try to kill yo vibe in the worst way

In the worst way on the worst day, gotta stand on yo own
Dem n***as don’t play they shoot k’s they strapped up with chrome
Where in the system they wan victim you and won’t send you home
They a be wrong
But a still put you straight behind them poles
I come from where n***as wan beef over hoes
And smoke joes
Where we wear each other clothes ain have shit to get some more
Weather it’s new or old we gone put it on
So for my own city when I leave yk I’m putting on
Never gave up on my brothers ima take em with me
Feds hate the black community they tryna take the city
I can’t trust nobody so it’s nobody dat you see with me
But when you be with it yk just how they be living

It ain harrd to catch a murder case
In Baton Rouge it ain hard to raise the murder rate
When you wake up it ain hard to make yo worst day
Dem n***as try to kill yo vibe in the worst way
X2