Murder Game

[Intro]
Y'all making this shit more serious than what it need to be
Dough. Quit playing with me

[Verse 1]
New niggas hatin', wait, I know what's wrong now
Watch cost a restaurant
Pinky ring a condo
Better hand cuff her cause we're taking niggas bitches
Choppers snappin' like we tryin to take you niggas pitches
The dealer shit keep whipping with me like a slave master
You kill that nigga now, you get paid after
Not only I told niggas I show niggas
How to purposely shit on gold diggers is you absolute nigga
I bought you round rose sippers
I don't do too much talking, I smoke niggas
Yeah, welcome to the land of the lost
It was they block, but we ran them niggas off
It was his bitch till that pinner in my Porsche pulled up
Like oh, forget that broke nigga, fuck
I like to play but nowadays I mostly coach niggas
Don't speak no beef under the rug we approach niggas like what?

[Verse 2]
Hey hey, what you said Lord nigga?
For less then that people end up dead Lil nigga
Streets wanna know if you really getting paper
Uh baby mother you're fuckin with hotel you take her
If you don't keep with a hundred, streets wanna know that
Run you out your on hood, nigga you can't go back
My name ain't on papers my nigga I ain't no rat
Money too bigger, my pocket I can't fold that
Uh nite time shooter out niggas bustin teks
They credit cards scamin or their bustin checks
We killed them in the hood like what the fuck is next
He make me sure we eat, so show the plug respect
And them niggas you look up to their look up to me
Probably the only rapper that show you how to cook up a key
Disco's out to doughs that you choose to use disrespect through views
On a real nigga like me
I'm getting money saluted if you feel just like me
Say what's up if you trying to make a few mills just like me, yeah
Streets wanna know nigga
Streets wanna know nigga