Murder

[Intro]
Can't get no money, better make some (Lonely)
I miss all the money I spent
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But I love all the money I made
I miss all the money I spent
Lonely
(Thanks, 4ME)
Murder

[Chorus]
Yes, I miss all the money I spent (All the money I spent)
But I love all the money I make (All the money I make)
Yeah, these blue hundreds melancholy color red
I don't know what it was, money called my name
I'm in love with the drugs, lost in outer space
I don't know what it was, see I just caught it, period
Yes, I'm fly like a dove, surrounded by these angels
When you get high like this you see different angles
I can't cap, I think I'm addicted to this Maison
And the way I'm living, man, this shit so amazing
Just run it up, nigga, go and get some paper
We breakin' down molly, told this bitch to take some
Different color money somethin' like lasers
I won't go for nothing, dare a nigga take something
Yes, I see the blood, nigga, red room
You can't get no money, better make some

[Verse]
And I got this far 'cause I keep it real
Know it get hard when you deep in the field, dawg
I can't sip that shit 'cause it's not sealed, dawg
Got the racks like a plug, I get money for real now (Yeah, for real)
Hold up, dawg, let's keep it real now
Until I touch an M I'ma feel like I'm still down
No, I can't cap, it's some days where I still frown
And I be geeking, man, I just need to chill out
Drip designer, wipe me down
Lil' bitch, I get fly like a bug in the house
This bitch tripping, damn, this bitch buggin' out
When I'm getting money, let 'em work it out
Real big dawg, nigga, not a clown
Real big boss, nigga, you can't come around
Can't take a loss, nigga, you can't come around
If you can't pay the cost, nigga, get the fuck from 'round me (Yeah, okay)
And that's just what it is
How come I’m 18 with so many kids?
I spend money, make money, that's how I live
Damn, I'm moving so fast, man, I can't get a grip
And you know that I'm loving my Brims, yeah
And I also got love for my Crip niggas, yeah
Try this shit, you will get dipped, nigga, yeah
Try and get burnt to a crisp, nigga, on God (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Yes, I miss all the money I spent (All the money I spent)
But I love all the money I make (All the money I make)
Yeah, these blue hundreds melancholy color red
I don't know what it was, money called my name
I'm in love with the drugs, lost in outer space
I don't know what it was, see I just caught it, period
Yes, I'm fly like a dove, surrounded by these angels
When you get high like this you see different angles
I can't cap, I think I'm addicted to this Maison
And the way I'm living, man, this shit so amazing
Just run it up, nigga, go and get some paper
We breakin' down molly, told this bitch to take some
Different color money somethin' like lasers
I won't go for nothing, dare a nigga take something
Yes, I see the blood, nigga, red room
You can't get no money, better make some

[Outro]
Murder
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I don't know what it was)
(Yes, I see the blood, nigga, red room)
(Can't get no money, better take some)
(I'm in love with the drugs)