[Intro]
Yeah
This one dedicated to my lil special ting, nah mean
Zimi ah seh
Bout to kill that pussy, bitch

[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
Can't get to hold my mama, no
Can't get to hold my mama, nooo
And all these bitches acting as if they really fuck with me
But imma smoke all of my pain away cause every time

[Chorus]
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy n***as hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind (Ohhh)
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
Yeah, I got murder on my mind (Ohhh)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind

[Verse 1]
Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family's traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, he's got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
[Chorus]
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy n***as hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind (Ohhh)
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
Yeah, I got murder on my mind (Ohhh)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind

Run it back!