Homicide Pt.1

(Intro)
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(Verse 1)
I was at the basketball court minding my business (yeah)
Until a nigga hit me on IG live tryna offend me (what?)
Saying “I’ll beat you one on one nigga I’m taking all your money”
I was like pull up then nigga you ain’t gonna take one penny
Nigga said “Aight cuz I’ll be there 10 till”
This nigga pulled up in some off-brand George Hills (what are those?)
Nigga talking reckless ended up getting killed (hahaha)
21-0 man I just took your whole meal (broke bitch!)
Nigga punched me in my face and then camе all his homies (damn)
They beat my ass, took my changе and left off with my Jordans
But this dumb ass nigga left his wallet
He had his ID, good thing now I know him

(Verse 2)
I called up my niggas and they took me to the spot
Time to make a play, grab all the guns they getting shot
I got this square ass nigga with me that’s good with all the tech
Nigga found out who he is and phone number plus his home address
Time to grab the weapons, fully auto-matic this nigga gone
I called his phone he picked up and asked “who is this stop playing on my line”
Remember me bitch, the only line you’ll be in is when you meeting God
“Alright pussy ass nigga come up here you getting smoked
I got my niggas that pull triggers plus we selling yo new Jordans”
Alright tuff guy be outside when my guys spin yo block
“Ok nigga we got 5 of us so you getting mopped”

(Verse 3)
Fuck nigga don’t know I’m in this bitch 20 deep
He better believe in Jesus because tonight I’m gon’ delete
We all pulled up to this bitch like a track meet
All the neighbors hear is gunshots
I tell my niggas, do not let not one witness leave!!
20 minutes later here comes all the police
Time to press the gas, hit the dash, look at these dead niggas laying in the grass
Time to drive straight to Mexico, first hit the crib I got a million dollars stashed
I grab his bitch, she a stripper, and she crying what happened to Jake?
He tried the wrong nigga, now you can ask for his side, bitch when you awake
I dropped that bitch off in the alley, on her IG it says her name is Callie
I stay away from white girls, I don’t do crack or sell to addicts
Few minutes later I’m at the crib, but the streets is too hot
All the cops circling around the block, from reports of gunshots
I have a witness with me ready to plot, Well I think he not
I changed my clothes, grabbed my Glock just in case he talk alot
I can’t leave the country cause niggas identified the car
So I changed appearance as a jogger with a iphone ready to blog
Police officer stopped and asked have I’ve seen a thing