SuperWop - Homcide

Homicide after homicide
Thousand guns got my dawgs sliding
This shit forever man I'm mob tied
Can't show love to you, you playing both sides
I know some n***** playing both sides
I know some n***** drop a diss before they slide
It is what it is
Can't tell how many times I had to expose the fake from the real
Got all this got damn pain on me, gotta pop a seal
Homicide after homicide, I been up weeks, nights I'm fried
I'm grinding tryina do for mine
Baguette baguette it's lit with me
You playing both sides you APD
I'm winning right now you hate to see
You jealous you jealous you changed on me
Put my life on the line
If the conversation ain't about money, man you wasting my time
If she ain't got a AP on her wrist she ain't mine
I can't put no trust in that hoe she be lying
Murder all times cause that bitch playing both sides
Playing my ones and two's
I got to show and prove that I'm better than you
Stick and move, that drake in the car like a broom
I swear we never go lose
All this money that we counting I'm in a different mood
Strawberry diamond jews
I get to crying man fuck around and fill up a pool
She get to lying on a n****, man I'm keeping it cool
We upload the murder rate mask up with all my goons
Put you on the news
Homicide after homicide
Thousand guns got my dawgs sliding
This shit forever man I'm mob tied
Can't show love to you, you playing both sides
How you trade on me like that?
Tryina run off like you Ricky you get ten to yo back
I still remember the days
My daddy was riding around with a purple Lac
I'm a product of my hood you n***** can't come where I'm at
Where the money counter? Count this shit up ten times
Seen my day one trade on me and I done went blind
Grove, shout out HS9 I'm riding with a tech nine
Homicides everyday that's why a n**** don't play around
You n***** pump fakers
You go shoot, then n**** shoot
All that popping like you doing shit, then show a n**** proof
N**** I done been down bad to the point I ain't have a clue
He throwed off n**** he can't wait to make the news
Tell me how I last
Just a young n**** caught up in my past
Got my foot up on they neck and now they mad
I done had to many thoughts I been ready to crash
Going through so much it won't be long before I spaz
It's in my gene bitch I knew I was the man
Gotta make it out so we'll never have to ask
Went to many days, and I wasn't even having it
Now I gotta thank God I ain't average
Homicide after homicide
Thousand guns got my dawgs sliding
This shit forever man I'm mob tied
Can't show love to you, you playing both sides

Written by:
Jamar Mitchum, Myliek Hearn

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