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Oh, yeah, you know, like, opp niggas just be speakin´, like
You know I ain´t speakin´ for my health, this shit be the truth, you know?
But shit, a nigga know I ain´t duckin´ no action, though

I don´t care, boy, what up? (Cutta, we rich)

Why they tryna put that blame on me?
Walkin´ ´round my city with all these chains on me
I can´t leave my crib without that flame on me, yeah
I can´t let your nigga get no stain on me, yeah
I love my dawgs, they gon´ slide when I tell ´em slide
Puttin´ pressure on the opps, they can´t come outside
I´m tryna take like ten of yours if you take one of mine
It´s hard to focus on the M´s when murder on my mind

And I got murder on my mind, kill anyone against me

Bitch, I´m ´bout my business, so fuck nigga, don´t tempt me
Got four hundred shots in this car (Four hundred shots)
Steady smokin´ dead opps in this ´gar (Smokin´ opps)
Nigga tryna play, boy, you know I run my bands up
Boy, you broke as fuck, tell that nigga put his mans up
7.62s, this shit shootin´ out the Drac´
Free Ksoo, I hope he beat his murder case, yeah
If you lookin´ for me, I´m makin´ money in the trap
Threw away my other phone, I had a feeling it was tapped
No, I ain´t friendly with these rappers, I know all these niggas cap
Opportunity in my city, I put my city on the map

Why they tryna put that blame on me?
Walkin´ ´round my city with all these chains on me
I can´t leave my crib without that flame on me, yeah
I can´t let your nigga get no stain on me, yeah
I love my dawgs, they gon´ slide when I tell ´em slide
Puttin´ pressure on the opps, they can´t come outside
I´m tryna take like ten of yours if you take one of mine
It´s hard to focus on the M´s when murder on my mind

And I know, I got mad love for my bros
I don´t make a move without my pole

´Cause I know how this street shit go
I ain´t Suwoo, but I wanna see blood (Blood)
No handouts, you know I got it out the mud
Put a bag on his head, extra cash for the shooter
They caught my footsteps and knock off the shoes
Saw my nigga down bad, told ´em that I got some work for him
I bossed up in life, now everybody wanna work for me
Everything that go wrong, they put the blame on me
Ain´t gon´ stop ´til my body underground, six feet

Why they tryna put that blame on me?
Walkin´ ´round my city with all these chains on me
I can´t leave my crib without that flame on me, yeah

I can´t let your nigga get no stain on me, yeah
I love my dawgs, they gon´ slide when I tell ´em slide
Puttin´ pressure on the opps, they can´t come outside
I´m tryna take like ten of yours if you take one of mine
It´s hard to focus on the M´s when murder on my mind