YNW Melly - Murder On My Mind (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YNW Melly - Murder On My Mind (en) Lyrics
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I ain't get to roll no weed, 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
prolly 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 the only
thing that gone' 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 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
AK47, 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
(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 'em,
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 had teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and
said he was afraid to die
I told 'em it's too late my friend,
its 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
And all these pussy niggas hating
tryna knock me off my grind
but I can't let 'em do it
Bible tarantula, bitch I'ma animal
Melly a savage, no he not no amateur
Baby name Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'ma murderer
I might just kill the boy
Don't wanna kill the boy
Bake 'em up, say he want beef,
we gone grill the boy
I'm bleeding so good I might dip
his assim it and steal the boy
Murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind,
I got murder on my mind
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