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 ******
Ain't get to hug my mama
Couldn't even give her
no kisses
Can't even post on my
'Cause these ***** ******
be snitchin'
Everybody actin' suspicious
Might probably say that
I'm trippin'
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 ******
And I'm 'a smoke all of my
pain away
'Cause that's the only thing
that gon' heal it
I don't understand you women
Who go around pretending
As if they really **** with me
So I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same *****
Say she down to ride
Be the main one who trickin'
Got Molly mixed with
Promethazine
'Cause every time
I wake up in the mornin'
I got murder on my mind
AK-47s Mac-11
Glocks and nines
And all these ***** ****** hatin'
Try-na 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
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
Yellow tape around his body
It's a ******* 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
And he 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
Wake up in the mornin'
I got murder on my mind
AK-47s Mac-11
Glocks and nines
And all these ***** ****** hatin'
Try-na 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
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
Bite like tarantula
***** I'm a animal
Melly's a savage
No he not no amateur
Bad ***** named Angela
****** her on camera
***** I'm a murderer
Yeah yeah
I might just kill the boy
Don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up say he want beef
We gon' grill the boy
Uh I'm bleedin' so good
I might dip his *** in it and
spill the boy
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Murder on my mind
Wo oo oo wo
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
Huh
Wake up in the mornin'
I got murder on my mind
AK-47s Mac-11
Glocks and nines
And all these ***** ****** hatin'
Try-na 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
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
Wo oo oo wo
Wo oo oo wo