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YNW Melly – Mischief On My Mind [Official Instrumental] (Produced By SMKEXCLSV)
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1:04
Got breakfast on my mind
En tu ojos se ve tu alma
Por eso siempre quiero verlos
Aunque ame mucho a Dios siempre siento la llamas del infierno
Tengo un tatuaje mental
Que no borro por más que intento
Y tu eres como un zombie porque revivies por mas que entierro
Hey u found Me
fye af
Ahora solo busco el dinero
Ya no toi ni ahí con la cuero
En mi cuenta un par de cero
Y mi al alma otra vez en cero
De droga me jalo un cerro
pa sanar mi mente primero
aún ke por la noxe siempre me mato el desvelo
y me vuelvo a equivocar por culpa de tanta drug
pero si supiera ke Kero llevar una vida de rock
Y con 2 pastillas puedo olvidar tu mirada
Al amor le dijo fuck
y pa matar el tiempo salgo a josiar con la glock
Y esas perra solo me hieren
Ya no konfio
En mujere
Solo buscan paka de ciene
y yo tengo los ke les conviene
matando las pena con el oxycodone
Codeína en mi ADN
drogándome solo la droga es lo ke me entretiene
Despierto otra noxe con gana de olvidarte y de mi mente ya no puedo sacarte
un bandio tratando de olvidarte
pero primero tengo ke la última vez chingarte
Tengo gana de matar tengo ganas de nmatarrr
dime komo puedo sakarte
Si depue del joseo llegaba a tapizar te
Ahora solo me enrreo gastando el dinero
En mujere q quizá puedan remplszarte
en el bm asiento de cuero
No llenan el vacío ke me dejaste.
Modo sport a 200 en la carretera
Dime aonde ñsos a buscarr
Te compro cartera Ferragamo cucci dime dónde no vamos
Conmigo no hacían falta lo gramo
Ahora movemos lo kilogramo
El billete lo derrochamo
La paca de 100 en el putero la gastamo
Y ahora tu kere volver porke viste ke lo logramo
On5
Y'all notice how he's making dua? We see the sin, but not the repentance.
Y'all notice how he's making dua? We see the sin, but not the repentance.
YEE HAW YEE HAW
Everywhere I go the devils chasin me
Can’t describe these feelings they impacting me mentally
Late night walks and a 3.5 is what I need
Just to get away from crying to my ceiling.
I’m tryna figure out why I’m always blazed
Mum tellin me this is not how I was raised
But it feels like I’m not even fazed
Made some bad decisions then ur sat in the rain
Yeh then you sat in the rain
Thinking what the fuck is wrong with my brain
To all the drugs, I feel like I am enslaved
And I know I’m heading down the wrong way
Down these dark roads and dark alleyways
I don’t even see a light at the end of the tunnel
Man out here shottin but ain’t makin rubble
Come near me and I’ll blow your bubble
I wanna make it out but don’t know how
Call yourself a friend but u dragging me down
U man don’t dream off a 100 thou
U man ent like me,
You know I’m dreamin of being icy
You don’t know how many times I had to bleed
Went through that once never again
Love is one of the hardest things to mend
Love is one of the things I don’t recommend
Get to roll no…
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll… bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though
I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away, 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(I got murder on my mind)
Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer (yeah, yeah)
I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
(Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good, I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy
Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, huh
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(Murder on my mind)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Young Nigga World, bitch
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Source
1:24 when the beat drop is one of the best drops 💫
Un bimbo nella giungla come ti sentirai?
Se nelle tasche un sogno e i soldi mai
Ho qualche centesimo nn prendo le siga mai
Cerco di nn rovinarmi nella merda saim
E mio fratello viso triste
Nostalgia in mezzo alle vipere
Che queste vie son belle ma di notte sono viscide
E mi faccio schifo da solo quando mi metto a ridere
Pk nell'interiore lo faccio per nn deprimere
Ho uno omicidio in testa
Nella busta più di un deca
Sono fuori di notte per le vie di magenta
Nn sono come ci sono arrivato in sto posto di merda
Voglio andarmene via nn vedo più tanto mia sorella
E la palazzina è vuota come ormai e la mia testa
La merda ti svuota e la strada ci detesta
E nn voglio mai piu rivivere tipo la prima media
mia madre lontano e mio padre stava in galera
Vaffanculo fotto il mondo se sarà necessario
Nn esiste nn lo faccio nel mio dizionario
Per il prezzo domani scrivimi che ci accordiamo ti aspetto in quartiere con un cane affamato
Un bimbo lì fuori al parco sta giocando
Ho fatto un sogno che nel parco nn c'è scampo
Nn riuscivo più a tornare a casa tanto
Casa e dove sto bene mio frate rischia il gabbio
Gente di merda delinea la mia sofferenza
4 bianchi quelli che mi berrò stasera
4 baci che mando alla tua scema
E 4 fuori che poi manderò alla scena
Se poi nn faccio la storia
La strada ci appoggiera
Che il sentimento e leggero come una piuma
E troppe puttane in giro per city Life
Mi fanno ridere tutte peggio che lo chiedi a cry
mt bruxo
🔥
It's not even morning I got breakfast on my mind
I need a number two, a number four, two number 9s
And can you add a sausage, egg and cheese with hash browns on the side
My boy Paulo want an orange juice
But he said he don't want ice (No ice)
Can I put some grape jelly in the bag that would be nice
And I think I want some hotcakes can you make it 405
Can I add a chicken biscuit make sure that it's freshly fried
And Steve bro can you ask them what they put up on that spice
Is your ice-cream machine working for I really lose my mind
Is it really broken 'cause I feel like yall be lying
And I hope you got my order 'cause you only get one time
Well, please don't get it wrong 'cause we got breakfast on our mind
3:37 essa parte q entra o violino, muito foda slc, arrepia 😬🔥
FL Keys at its finest
Baby aún te recuerdo tu falta me hace triste
Nuestro mejor recuerdo cuando encima de mi te viniste
Baby ya me cansé de la fucking hipocresía unos dicen ser amigos y al otro día se viriarían mi 40 los mataría de nadie me dejaría la calle esta fría mi kryppi esta prendida encima de este bicho yo la tengo toda venida tu quieres hacerlo hasta en la avenida de mi cuerpo la preferida a mi no me de vuelta vaya peguele a otro el sida lo digo por la que me dejó fucking malparida pero yo aprendí me hice más fuerte y como Anuel Real g Hasta La Muerte yo no me dejaría en nadie más confiaría a los fekas los voa matal mataría con Dios hablaría pero el Diablo me tienta a pecar….
Si es tu culo yo quiero maaas
Trae la Henessy vamos a tomar como en Genesis vamo a pecar la fruta te como sin Ser Adán mueve ese culo mueve ese bam bam rico te como todo ese flan cabrones se muerden y hablan mal pero ustedes no valen na en valle de sombra son satanás pero en mi pecho tengo a Jehová…
Eterno Melly. 🕊
ain’t get to hit no bitches, fuck round glocks with them switches, who wants it imma big hittah, fuck them 323 bitch niggas, rolling upto my driveway, table is where that hoe lay, cornell had too much to drink and then he said he was okay, i get too drunk and hit bitches in the face, i be out here praying i don’t catch a fkn case, sit down bitch ass hoe you should’ve known yo place
Get to roll no…
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll… bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though
I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away, 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(I got murder on my mind)
Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer (yeah, yeah)
I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
(Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good, I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy
Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, huh
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(Murder on my mind)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Young Nigga World, bitch
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Jamell Maurice Demons / Eduardo Juarez
Andito 'ko sa klase
Napatingin sa kaklase
Ganda nya'y ibang klase
Kakaiba syang babae
At may nalamang balita
Narinig ko sa eskwela
Sya'y may malaswang eksena
At meron ding problema
Buhay nya'y magdalena
Di makawala sa kadena
Bayaran parang kalesa
Ganun kanyang sistema
Pero ganun pa din
Tatanggapin at mamahalin
Hirap man intidihin na sya ay kaladkarin
Did a gospel rap to this i got jesus on my mind
I got murder on my mind
Get to roll no…
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll… bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though
I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away, 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(I got murder on my mind)
Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer (yeah, yeah)
I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
(Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good, I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy
Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, huh
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(Murder on my mind)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Young Nigga World, bitch
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Siento que quiero uir me duelen hasta los huesos es verdad aqui oscurese
No me importa lo que digas
No quiero que mi mama
Vea como su niño enloquese pero
Si se demuestra mas la gente no lo agradece
0:16
Intro]
Get to roll no…
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll… bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though
[Verse 1]
I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time
[Chorus]
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (Bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
[Verse 2]
Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
[Chorus]
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (Bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(I got murder on my mind)
[Verse 3]
Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer (Yeah, yeah)
I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
(Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good, I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy
Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa
I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, huh
[Chorus]
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(Murder on my mind)
[Outro]
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Young Nigga World, bitch
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
3:37😢
How can someone use this beat for their song or cover ?
The quiet kid is listen to this rn
… Get to roll no…
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll… bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though
… I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
… Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away, 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
… I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time
… I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
… Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
… Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(I got murder on my mind)
… Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer (yeah, yeah)
… I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
(Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good, I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy
Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, huh
… Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(Murder on my mind)
… Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Young Nigga World, bitch
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
No confio en El corazon , no confio en ningun hombre, parejas divorciadas, tatuados con sus nombre, yo no entiendo estas mujeres, que hablan y pretenden, la misma que te ama es la misma que te miente, prendo un Philly de zaza, me fumo mis dolores, lo unico que me sana cuando veo sus colores, me quieren robar me la paz y yo les cobro doble
Free Melly Dawg
Instrumental rico em detalhes 😍😍
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll… bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though
I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away, 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(I got murder on my mind)
Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer (yeah, yeah)
I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
(Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good, I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy
Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, huh
Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(Murder on my mind)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
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What can I get for you
Give me one second please
What you got for us, Steve
Get some breakfast
Alright
It's not even morning I got breakfast on my mind
I need a number two, a number four, two number 9s
And can you add a sausage, egg and cheese with hash browns on the side
My boy Paulo want an orange juice
But he said he don't want ice (No ice)
Can I put some grape jelly in the bag that would be nice
And I think I want some hotcakes can you make it 405
Can I add a chicken biscuit make sure that it's freshly fried
And Steve bro can you ask them what they put up on that spice
Is your ice-cream machine working for I really lose my mind
Is it really broken 'cause I feel like yall be lying
And I hope you got my order 'cause you only get one time
Well, please don't get it wrong 'cause we got breakfast on our mind
Yeah, we got breakfast on our mind
We got breakfast on our mind
We got breakfast on our mind
I dropped heat on dis shh😶🌫️
Terrible song made by an awfùl artist lol
free melly
Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
This is tricking fire
… I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
… Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor, and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
… Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and .9s
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind)