Murda Shit
Maker, IAMGAWD
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Yeah
Let's switch it up one time for these motherfuckers
Uh
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck all these niggas, I'm back and
I'm takin' shit over this time (Yeah)
And I ain't let nothin' or nobody fuck
Up the glow up this time (Not at all)
You plannin' on stoppin' me, nigga, just make
Sure you ready and show up on time (Yes, sir)
'Cause niggas be frontin' and really be wantin'
Nothin' but to slow up your grind (Haha)
I got this shit sewed up, it's mine
I'm back with a different approach (A different approach)
I been a star player, but never felt the need to listen to coach
Talent is first class, but reality is that I'm sittin' in coach
My shit is so sharp, if you try to recite
It, you probably be slittin' your throats
Health in order, but I'm sicker than most
World is all a nigga chasin' these days (Chasin' these days)
I wonder how niggas allow themselves to get
Complacent these days (Complacent these days)
Life is not promised, I cannot afford
To be wastin' these days (No, I cannot)
These niggas ain't on shit, so, no
I don't do too much hangin' these days
Still a G, but I ain't bangin' these days
Ain't tryna spend life doin' regular shit (Regular, regular)
I don't just rap on these beats, boy
I take a hell of a shit (Hell of a shit)
Comin' out your speakers, tweakin' so much that you smellin' the shit
Niggas really tweakin', thinkin' they be
Fuckin' with me, I be on my celibate shit
You ain't even boss levels this shit
How you thinkin' you can fuck with the God? (Fuck with the God)
Niggas ain't know what I'm on, so I don't
Be fuckin' with Mobs (Fuckin' with Mobs)
Took plenty L's, but what can you do? Shit, that's just
How life shuffle the cards (That's just the way life go)
Why would I ever just settle for havin' a bubble
Or job when I can get it off a couple of bars?
The game done switched, this shit is
Ridiculous (This shit is ridiculous)
The bitches, they wanna be niggas, the niggas
They wanna be bitches (They wanna be bitches)
These shorties is straight out of pocket, they gettin'
Too big for they britches (Too big for they britches)
Bodies be droppin' so often, you'd think
That this shit is fictitious (Yeah)
But, oh no, this shit is relentless, ayy
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Fuck what they talkin', I murder shit
Ayy, ayy
Fuck all these niggas, I'm back and I'm
Takin' shit over this time (Over this time)
Niggas ain't never did shit for me, no
I don't owe 'em a dime (No, I do not)
Goofy be jumpin' shit, then they start
Sinkin', they want you to throw 'em a line
Shorty suck a bullet, got a pistol on
Safety, so you know she blowin' my mind
Tell your woman not to blow up my line
I ain't never with the beefin' shit (Nah, nah, nah)
I be stayin' out the way, avoidin'
All the stupid shit (What, what, what?)
I just watch 'em do the most, showin' they ain't
Used to shit (These niggas ain't used to it)
I just play the background on some straight elusive shit
Try to shine through this music shit
Make a mil', flip it a hundred times (Hundred times)
Through the dark, let the sun'll shine
Through the hard, comin' from the Nine
If you ever fuck around with one of mine
Nigga, one of mine (One of mine)
I cannot help but to think that these niggas
Is playin' theyself (Niggas playin' theyself)
My nigga, you ain't no fuckin' boss until you
Payin' yourself (Until you payin' yourself)
Before you try comin' for me, bitch, you better
Off slayin' yourself (Better off slayin' yourself)
Uh, load up a hundred-round drum and
Commence to AK-in' yourself (Brrt, brrt)
Or takin' a knife to your arteries and start OJ-in' yourself
Fuckin' with me, you betrayin' yourself
They should've told you I'm not for the games (Not for the bullshit)
I'm at my best when I write, I don't go
Off the top of the brain (No, I do not)
I do this and I do it well, but know it is
Not for the fame (It's not for the fame)
The mission is knockin' your favorite
Rapper from the top of the game (Yeah)
Then that number one spot, I'ma claim
The game done switched, this shit is
Ridiculous (This shit is ridiculous)
The bitches, they wanna be niggas, the niggas
They wanna be bitches (They wanna be broads now)
These shorties is straight out of pocket, they gettin'
Too big for they britches (Too big for they drawers now)
Bodies be droppin' so often, you'd think
That this shit is fictitious (Yeah)
But, oh no, this shit is relentless, ayy