YNW Melly

"Murder on My Mind"

[Intro]
Get to roll no...
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll... bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though

[Verse 1]
I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my n***as

Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pu**y n***as be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings

And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it

I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really f**k with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same b*t*h say she down to ride be the main one who tricking

Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time

[Chorus]
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines

And all these pu**y n***as hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind

b*t*h, I got murder on my mind (b*t*h, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
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