All the Murderers

[Intro]
(Stay with Vegas on the wave)

[Chorus]
All these drugs to heal my pain, but ain't none work
I'm gon' chase the check, that's for certain
While my young niggas outside lurkin'
I'm special, but I ain't perfect
Lost my brother, can't lie, that hurt me
I ain't cashin' out on no Birkin
They been cashin' out on them hearses
Locked in with all the murderers from out my city
She just want me to notice her, but I ain't with it
High as fuck, might pop another Perc', I'm in my feelings
Yeah, that's your bitch, but, boy, I had her first, JB my witness

[Verse 1]
Rod and JB codefendants
I raise 'em right, we don't do no snitchin'
I raise 'еm right, we don't beef 'bout bitches
They camе to fight, we came with switches
Ha, steppin' on any nigga in my way, then I go MIA, take a trip to another state
No way that's my burger, but how I been gettin' to that money, know I got a lot of cake
I ain't gon' get me a lawyer, but I spent some racks on both of my lil' brothers' cases
Tommy gun, I ain't talkin' 'bout Sawyer, keep shit in order, my name hold a lot of weight
They shippin' that shit 'cross the border, put me in an order, pick it up on another day
No half-time, fourth quarter, crunch time, fall his ass out with a dirty Drac'
All these Dracs, I don't know shit 'bout OVO
Can't keep up with a bitch when I'm on the road
Steady gettin' to that check, I been doin' shows
Bad bitch, every city, on all fours
Shorty fuck, still in love with them Tahoes
Takin' shit, we outside clutchin' y'all poles
And we get the drops from y'all hoes
We get all the drops from opp hoes

[Chorus]
All these drugs to heal my pain, but ain't none work
I'm gon' chase the check, that's for certain
While my young niggas outside lurkin'
I'm special, but I ain't perfect
Lost my brother, can't lie, that hurt me
I ain't cashin' out on no Birkin
They been cashin' out on them hearses
Locked in with all the murderers from out my city
She just want me to notice her, but I ain't with it
High as fuck, might pop another Perc', I'm in my feelings
Yeah, that's your bitch, but, boy, I had her first, JB my witness

[Verse 2]
Oh
Been through so much shit that the world don't know
You know how that shit go
Life been movin' slow
I don't know what's goin' on lately
So lost in my thoughts, I can't sit down, that's why I keep on pacin'
I adapted to them chopper sounds, I know that might sound crazy
Snakes up in your yard, then mow 'em down, shootin' niggas in they faces
Ain't hittin' that blunt, ain't see you roll it, I don't know if you laced it
I know I'm young, that don't mean I can't go back to the basics
I done spoke on all the subjects, I touched all the bases
Way they stabbed me in my back, I just got empty spaces
I could tell her love ain't real, distorted phases
From distorted phases (From the distorted phases)

[Chorus]
All these drugs to heal my pain, but ain't none work
I'm gon' chase the check, that's for certain
While my young niggas outside lurkin'
I'm special, but I ain't perfect
Lost my brother, can't lie, that hurt me
I ain't cashin' out on no Birkin
They been cashin' out on them hearses
Locked in with all the murderers from out my city
She just want me to notice her, but I ain't with it
High as fuck, might pop another Perc', I'm in my feelings
Yeah, that's your bitch, but, boy, I had her first, JB my witness