[Intro]
GT
Aye
Aye, look say
Turn me, aye turn me up a little
Yeah
Man look, I don't give a fuck if I'm recording
Marcus You Killin' The Beat

[Chorus]
Ain't no cappin' me, n***a all I know is murder (murder)
I come straight off them streets, and I know that gang you heard of
N***as say they want beef, you know we gon' pull up straight up in they circle (grr, prr)
Pull up, we lettin' off shots (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Got into it on the corner, same night got hit up
Blowin' up Montana phone, he ain't never pick up
Dump passin' by through the north, for the pick-up
Drownin' wit' a Glock, everybody gettin' shook up
In Jail, at the table, I was fixin' me a hook up
Police in my face every time that I look up
Bitch left, I ain't really trippin' on that, fuck her
Nutted in her face last time that I fucked her
Left jail no time, money I done ran up
Every real n***a fuck wit' me gon' stand up
I was on the ground, real quick I done came up
Changed up on me, n***a, I could never blame them
N***a ever play real quick, I'ma shame him
Say he want fight, Baby Joe gon' zip him
Run up on me try me jack, n***a I'ma flip him
Gotta kill a n***a since that boy play wit' nia 'nem (woah)
I put that on my children real quick, I'll take a fuck n***a soul (soul)
Gone off them pills, Percocet, Molly, X, everyday I roll (roll)
You know it ain't a joke, if he say he want smoke, I'ma hit him wit' the pole (boom, pow, pow, boom)
Back then you ain't know wit' them false allegations, now you know
[Refrain]
Wet they block, I don't know 'bout you (know about you)
Three n***as, four straps in the coupe (in the coupe)
Get out the car, walk down when you shoot
Shot one, Q said, "It was two"
Fuck that, hit the other block, too
Told her stop front the house, but they stopped at the corner
E went to hit and when he came out the roof

[Verse 2]
Another body dropped, 'nother mamma cry
Check this, where I'm from that shit happened everyday
I was fifteen, me and Bun sellin' Yay
Youngest n***a in the trap, so I'm strapped if you play
Won't hesitate, up and aim it at ya face (face)
I'm out that North, n***a knowin' I'ma spray
Ain't up in my gang, then you knowin' you can't hang
Me and KD in a Benz ridin' down 38
Every time I'm in the city, man I'm runnin' to that thang
Ben strapped wit' a Glizzy and I'm strapped wit' a K
Every n***a wit' me wit' it, I know they gon' bang
But you dyin' on scene if you reach for my chain (reach for my chain)
Yeah, you know we slangin' nine 'bout that
North side, landlord, I ain't playin' 'bout that ('bout that)
NBA be my gang, bitch I stand on that (I stand)
Real diamonds on my neck, spent them bands on that
Bitch n***a call my phone, I don't never call back
Call 3Three, he'll tell them n***as I don't want chat
In the studio wit' shade, in the studio wit' strangers
On the grind everyday, I been chasin' that sack
Real 38 Baby, I'm from 'cross the track
You could keep yo' lil money, I don't wanna do no track
One Million views, I'm restarting today
You could think that I'm slippin', I keep me a strap (bitch)
[Chorus]
Ain't no cappin' me, n***a all I know is murder (all I know is murder)
I come straight off the street, and I know that gang you heard of
(know that gang you heard of)
N***as say they want beef, you know we gon' pull up straight up and they serve (we pull and serve)
Pull up, we lettin' off shots (brrr)
It's gon' be a murder