Lil Berete and 2KBABY - Murda

I got murder on my mind, I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law 'cause I'm from the streets
I can barely breathe
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me they would never leave
I kept my head up, movin' smarter, movin' smarter
I got murder on my mind, I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law 'cause I'm from the streets
I can barely breathe
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me they would never leave
I kept my head up, movin' smarter, movin' smarter

I had enough I had to go and switch lanes
I should've listened everything my mama said
From the trench and the wrong move can get you laid up in the grave
Got it on my own, I ain't tripping 'bout no bread
I know you heard what I said, I ain't trippin' 'bout no bread
Got some niggas and they dead, got no time to reminisce
You get caught up for some bread, better not go and rob your mans
I don't sell no more to fiends, on the stage I'm serving fans
I out Prada on my feet, no more Bhudda on my pants
In the club I never speak 'cause these hundreds make them dance
I'm just livin' life for real, I don't care about the past
Friendship had to crash and I knew it wouldn't last
I don't trust nobody 'cause you gotta watch you mans
Same ones that be plotting, tryna see me on the grass
Some pain I have been feeling, every day I'm under stress
Money getting longer and these bitches getting nasty, yeah

I got murder on my mind, I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law 'cause I'm from the streets
I can barely breathe
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me they would never leave
I kept my head up, movin' smarter, movin' smarter
I got murder on my mind, I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law 'cause I'm from the streets
I can barely breathe
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me they would never leave
I kept my head up, movin' smarter, movin' smarter

Remember we was young, just tryna have some fun
Ain't seen my bro in months, got caught up with them guns
Now I never hold back, I'd die but the truth I hope you know that
My nigga that's no cap, I was turning the coupe nigga way before rap
You rappers so wack, go back in the booth, can I get my flow back?
Treat me like a dope man, now I'm up in the booth, gotta get my flow back
Uh, got water, I got Fiji
I'm rockin' all these VVs
I know you wanna see me, yeah

I got murder on my mind, I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law 'cause I'm from the streets
I can barely breathe
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me they would never leave
I kept my head up, movin' smarter, movin' smarter
I got murder on my mind, I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law 'cause I'm from the streets
I can barely breathe
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me they would never leave
I kept my head up, movin' smarter, movin' smarter

Written by:
Christian Todd, Ethan Cumming, Julian Matsievski, Mercedes Edison, Yaya Berete

Publisher:
Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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