(Berge always flexin´)
(It´s Malik on the track)
I seen murders, I seen killings
I seen all that shit (Yeah)

Mane, fuck that shit, tell ´em, Starr
Ayy, tell ´em ´bout how you had it hard
Mane, fuck these people, Teelee, tell ´em
Kentrell always kept a rod
Show ´em my bezzle, how it shine, MaMa
Bae fuck these niggas, we got millions, tell them bitches I´m your wife, I ain´t no mistress

YoungBoy woppin´ wit´ that glizzy, good precision if I hit it
My children need clothes, if I wasn´t rich, I´m comin´ rob one of you bitches
My heart so cold, when I run down, I´m standin´ over with that glizzy
Back to back, I´m on you bitches, headshot, Jig know I hit ´em
Back to back, my head hot, know nothin´ but pop ´em on prescriptions

Tryna get my wife to help me lose these bad habits
Margiela fashion, I´m steppin´ like Dab Daddy, your bitch wish she had me
Bat you in your shit, this ain´t no plastic, this bitch chrome, it crack you

I seen murders, I seen killings
I seen all that shit
It ain´t nothin´ that ain´t heard of, you better hide your feelings all around this bitch
Fuck around and you get murdered, you know I hit your ass with that switch
We caught up in killin´, I know they don´t feel me, how worse can I get?

My daughter fault I´m feelin´ down
My son cry, I don´t want ´em ´round
I ain´t dumb, I calm it down, that bitch recordin´ on that phone
I ask MoMo help me leave it ´lone
Left me all alone at grandpa house, but shit I moved out, I´m strong
Plus, get it on, soul probably gone from playin´ with that heater
Playin´ with that pen, I hunt the reaper
Bitch, I´m tryna get even, hit ´em with that ether
They don´t know about my cousin Skully, fuck all them people
I can´t wait ´til I can show ´em somethin´, bitch, can´t wait to meet you

Bitch, I got murder in my eyes, all I know is to hit
I told my grandma my heart broke, and that´s somethin´ God can´t fix (Die)
So, when my pockets runnin´ low, I go take me a hit
That nasty ho ain´t want me then, now she all on my dick
I guess she heard through the wind that I´m payin´ for some shit
Mama ain´t want me in the streets, she had took my first blick
So many nights in the room, feel like I ain´t exist
Behind my nigga Juan Don, I´m tryna get you split
The last Skully scene we pulled, he had screamed like a bitch
You better know just what you doin´ tryna lift up your fist

I got my cousins in that water, tryna kill all of the fish
They say my soul dead and gone from me aimin´ a stick

I seen murders, I seen killings
I seen all that shit
It ain´t nothin´ that ain´t heard of, you better hide your feelings all around this bitch
Fuck around and you get murdered, you know I hit your ass with that switch
I still ain´t been healin´, I know they don´t feel me, how worse could it get?
Skully bought me my first green beam, like him, I pull a scene
Lil KJ gone, I miss my dog, my thug ain´t get to live his dream

Ain´t been the same me since Dump died, been hurtin´ by any means
Cousin merked in front my eyes, this can´t be life, ain´t what it seems
Slept in cars wit´ Q, watch Choppaboy hustle, that´s what I seen
Suffer from abuse, misused by hoes that plot on how to scheme
Looked at as a joke, can´t even cope, behind the mic I sing
In that murder town, I pull robberies, hit licks for many things

I seen murders, I seen killings
I seen all that shit
It ain´t nothin´ that ain´t heard of
You better hide your feelings all around this bitch

Fuck around and you get murdered
You know I hit your ass with that switch
We caught up in killin´, I know they don´t feel me
How worse can I get

In the mountain, still got that blick on me, I´m a real gangster bitch
I´ll bat your ho inside her shit, Dej ain´t never had picks
He playin´ games, I ain´t no trick
He chasin´ me but I don´t need ´em
Do one thing, I get you blitzed, despise in all disloyal creatures
I know, duck, soon as he hit, your whole clique put on the bleachers
Rosegold, lil´ slimey bitch, your ho be stealin´ all my features

He be stealin´ all our lingo, catch ´em leave ´em bad I mean it
Catch ´em bad after his next show, flex the whole car on Seguin
Ten still patrollin´ metro, Houston, blow a bag wit´ Beanie
Hangin´ out that window from my last joce, know that rapper seen me
Pussy makin´ statements with these words and I don´t know the meaning
Sniper, who this faggot? Feel encouraged, cutter flash and ping ´em
Catch that joke? I´m stutterin´ off my words, right now I´m in here leanin´
One new body for my birthday, try and setting that rookie death date

Blow, I take your shit, fuck what the ref say
Top, I´m NBA, I´m self made, I dig up graves, I put that on Dave
You pussy nigga, huh, bitch

I seen murders, I seen killings
I seen all that shit
It ain´t nothin´ that ain´t heard of, you better hide your feelings all around this bitch
Fuck around and you get murdered, you know I hit your ass with that switch (Ooh)
Haha, how worse could I get? (Hah)

Skully, bitch, how worse could we get?
Nigga hit, fuck ´em, hit bitch, haha
Nigga, how worse can I get (Slime)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Hah, hah)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt