Homcide Lyrics

Homicide after homicide

Thousand guns got my dawgs sliding

This shit forever man I'm mob tied

Can't show love to you, you playing both sides

I know some n***** playing both sides

I know some n***** drop a diss before they slide

It is what it is

Can't tell how many times I had to expose the fake from the real

Got all this got damn pain on me, gotta pop a seal

Homicide after homicide, I been up weeks, nights I'm fried

I'm grinding tryina do for mine

Baguette baguette it's lit with me

You playing both sides you APD

I'm winning right now you hate to see

You jealous you jealous you changed on me

Put my life on the line

If the conversation ain't about money, man you wasting my time

If she ain't got a AP on her wrist she ain't mine

I can't put no trust in that hoe she be lying

Murder all times cause that bitch playing both sides

Playing my ones and two's

I got to show and prove that I'm better than you

Stick and move, that drake in the car like a broom

I swear we never go lose

All this money that we counting I'm in a different mood

Strawberry diamond jews

I get to crying man fuck around and fill up a pool

She get to lying on a n****, man I'm keeping it cool

We upload the murder rate mask up with all my goons

Put you on the news

Homicide after homicide

Thousand guns got my dawgs sliding

This shit forever man I'm mob tied

Can't show love to you, you playing both sides

How you trade on me like that?

Tryina run off like you Ricky you get ten to yo back

I still remember the days

My daddy was riding around with a purple Lac

I'm a product of my hood you n***** can't come where I'm at

Where the money counter? Count this shit up ten times

Seen my day one trade on me and I done went blind

Grove, shout out HS9 I'm riding with a tech nine

Homicides everyday that's why a n**** don't play around

You n***** pump fakers

You go shoot, then n**** shoot

All that popping like you doing shit, then show a n**** proof

N**** I done been down bad to the point I ain't have a clue

He throwed off n**** he can't wait to make the news

Tell me how I last

Just a young n**** caught up in my past

Got my foot up on they neck and now they mad

I done had to many thoughts I been ready to crash

Going through so much it won't be long before I spaz

It's in my gene bitch I knew I was the man

Gotta make it out so we'll never have to ask

Went to many days, and I wasn't even having it

Now I gotta thank God I ain't average

Homicide after homicide

Thousand guns got my dawgs sliding

This shit forever man I'm mob tied

Can't show love to you, you playing both sides