Murder it all
YRK Zy
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Uhh, uh, uh, uh, uhh Uh, uh, uh, uhh Uh, uh, uh, uhh I can not duck from this beef i was born in I can never get right it's annoying Bro stuck in the streets where it's pouring Gotta sad lil soul it's toring I know you was a fan for uh while come stand in the crowd and see my performance Can't stop i was never to loud And it's f*ck me now Without her it's so boring I'm not yo man wanna be Can't drop these lies onna beat Funny how you look bad when you mean Diggin' in my heart when i sing I'm stuck but i'm livin' catch up wit the team Buss down on my crown on my head imma king Too much killin' glock full of rounds red on the beam Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all We stuck in this crazy tell me how you feelin' mm You gotta watch yo back it's people out here killin' mm Like if you listen to me i'm the one who's healin' I got some scabs up on my body slowly pealin' Nahh Catchin' uh vibe like bae did you feel it all I can't sit back and chill i need tylenol I been trippin' on her it's a steady fall I went through the pain you can't wait it off All this pain in my chest make uh nigga cough Rewind all the shit that she really thought I'm really hurt inside i'm crying and sniffing up snot I swear i can't get enough of you Like bae it's not my fault i shed uh tear everytime i think of you I swear i miss the old days It's to many cold days don't need to voice to slowly fade away F*ck all dat shit nigga Head inna gutter Brodie clackin' them shots wanna bump her Been sayin i need you not only ta f*ck her Been sending some shots tryna hug her She ain't find out yet imma lover Been starin' deep in yo eyes im tryna find yo true colors I'm not yo man wanna be Can't drop these lies onna beat Funny how you look bad when you mean Diggin' in my heart when i sing I'm stuck but i'm livin' catch up wit the team Buss down on my crown on my head imma king Too much killin' glock full of rounds red on the beam Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all I'm not yo man wanna be Can't drop these lies onna beat Funny how you look bad when you mean Diggin' in my heart when i sing I'm stuck but i'm livin' catch up wit the team Buss down on my crown on my head imma king Too much killin' glock full of rounds red on the beam Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all Murder it all
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