Murder

Ayy

I heard it's death in the air, murder

Yellow tapes, white chalk, murder

I heard it's death in the air, murder

(It's the death in the air)

They say it's money on your head, murder

(Ayy, they put a check on your head)

You know it's coming, we ain't scared, murder

(We ain't scared, we ain't scared)

Yellow tapes, white chalk, murder

(Murder, murder)

Sneak diss if you want to

Homicide don't know you, a ****, they gon' know you

Cut ties with some **** I grew up with, fuck with

Money on your head, you get touched quick

Pussy ****, you ain't ready for the street life

Murder is all on my conscience

Draco get to jumping like a moshpit

Never fiendin' to these lines 'cause they nonsense

Murder is something you can't stop in these streets

It's certain lil' **** you gotta watch

Said my time tickin' slow 'cause I'm really up on the clock

I don't know if **** with me or really be tryna plot

I be everywhere you can't go

Playin' both sides, that'll get your whole face blown

Never fall for these bitches, they'll bait you

If you slip, them suckers might take you

I heard it's death in the air, murder

(It's the death in the air)

They say it's money on your head, murder

(Ayy, they put a check on your head)

You know it's coming, we ain't scared, murder

(We ain't scared, we ain't scared)

Yellow tapes, white chalk, murder

(Murder, murder)

Ski mask, bouncin' out, tryna murk something

He talkin' up on the 'net, we finna shirt cousin

Your mama know you a bitch, you ain't gon' hurt nothin'

Young life, goin' brazy, tryna murder

Real **** stand tall, we don't play for nothin'

Dremmy came with two nuts, make you pray on somethin'

Bitch, we all in, bitch, we play to win

Heard it's death in the air, make me say it again

Street ****, we playin' for keeps

I put my trust in God, not in these streets

I'm 'bout whatever, what you really wanna do?

They say pressure bust pipes, but you ain't gon' shoot

When I was down, wasn't seein' all these new faces

Now I'm doin' it and all I see is blue faces

Turn around, we be doin' thirty-day runs

So we be sittin' on them bands when them days come

I heard it's death in the air, murder

(It's the death in the air)

They say it's money on your head, murder

(Ayy, they put a check on your head)

You know it's coming, we ain't scared, murder

(We ain't scared, we ain't scared)

Yellow tapes, white chalk, murder

(Murder, murder)