MURDER ON MY TENSION Lyrics

I say I just gotta see who do you take me for I saw some hurt the rumors hope you know

that shit not facing us I heard that nigga telling he was helping build them taxes up

I know some niggas locked up in the feds like they ain't ate enough They mad at me, go tell them pick they faces up

Murder on my tension Fuck it with the pride, he'll be alive but he ain't wanna listen

Ready for the dive when the timer slide, no this ain't for attention I heard some niggas I didn't give me, it's gon' be a minute

I heard that boy survived the headshot Tell big homie a bitch ain't only like that when the meds out

Them niggas tired of telling they gon' have a fight when the feds out My bitch be jammin' Kwando, she say all I smoke is stat out

Can't give you my location, you won't act that I'm a head out You got a lot of niggas dying, know that shit getting worse

You ain't been smiling, stomach growling, gotta wait till the first This shit get violent, could've caught me, I was behind these checks

Pretended by them ghetto angels, could've been in the hearse Told all y'all bro to drop the case, why would you think it would work

Knowing that monster killed himself, that beat it part really hurt Couldn't believe my brother died so I ain't put on a shirt

And I been letting mama down, should've been me in that hearse I feel them demons in my presence like I live with a curse

Get angry when I'm sober Don't wanna meet my bad side cause he might fuck you over

Thinking evil thoughts again, I pulled up on inside the store I say I just gotta see, who do you take me for

Saw some hurt, the rumors, hope you know that shit not fazin' us I heard that nigga tellin' he was helpin' build them cases up

I know some niggas locked up in the feds like they ain't ate enough They mad at me, go tell them, pick they faces up

Murder on my tention Fuck it with the pride, he'll be alive and he ain't wanna listen

Ready for the dial when the timer slide, no, this ain't poor attention I heard them niggas out here gettin' me, it's gon' be a minute

Mm-hmm, okay Where the fuck the love go

I got a bunch of those Sleepin' on my couch, hashtags all in my underclothes

Gleezin' with a 808, I was fiendin' for them, take a soul Why do I go through this madness

Start to feel like I can never stay happy The ones you love, they either change or they vanish

Who would've thought it'd be family? My mama told me that she hate us, so rapid

I work too hard, can't let it fall, I gotta make some shit happen And I cut everybody off, I'm who they envy the most

They like to leave when they go bad, so ain't no holdin' them close Think before you write a caption, you could die for a post

Double, two, three, tryna get active, we can't save him no more

Murder creative, we gon' catch you dressed up like a hobo

Twenty up on my nigga head, I guess we got some new smoke

He said what he gon' do to me, that nigga movin' too slow

We beefin' with a few hoes I say I just gotta see, who do you take me for

Salsa heard the rumors, hope he know that shit not phasin' us

I heard that nigga tellin' he was helpin' build them cases up

I know some niggas locked up in the feds like they ain't ate enough

They mad at me, go tell them, pick they faces up

Murder on my tenchie Fuck it with the pride, he'll be alive and he ain't wanna listen

Ready for the dive, wanna time the slide, no, this ain't for attention

I heard them niggas out to get me, it's gon' be a minute