Mo Murda - Maxo Kream

Murda, mo murda, mo murda
Murda, mo murda, mo murda

When you get money like I do
Then they gon' think you 'lluminati
Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice
I ain't been linking with nobody
Screamin', "Murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda"

Dumping ashes at your grave
I roll this blunt up on a Bible
Wish I was with you everyday
My lil bro think I'm suicidal
Since the day you left shit never been right
They blame me for your death
Say I sacrificed your life
I should have been the one that's dead instead
With a bullet in my head
Startin' to think they right

When you get money like I do
Then they gon' think you 'lluminati
Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice
I ain't been linking with nobody
Screamin', "Murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda"
Berettas, Dracos and burners
Mo murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda
Gun shell, raise hell for my brother

Dumping ashes at your grave
I roll this blunt up on a Bible
Wish I was with you everyday
My lil bro think I'm suicidal
Loadin' switches, totin' rifles
Like how you let them take my brother
Malicious thoughts, we kill for hire
We scream, "More money and more murda"
Since the day you left, shit never been right
They blame me for your death
Say I sacrificed your life
I should have been the one that's dead instead
With a bullet in my head
Startin' to think they right

When you get money like I do
Then they gon' think you 'lluminati
Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice
I'ma let your daughter live but your son gotta die
Murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda
Mo murda, murda, mo murda
Berettas, Dracos and burners

Fuck karma then anour, I'ma take it up with God
I'm not an angel or a saint if I can't get through Heaven's gates
You can see me down in Hell with the guys
Fuckin' bitches, smoking weed, totin' fire (Look)
It's hard to tell a youngin, "Slow down, stop killing"
I lost my brother and my friend, I understand and I feel 'em
You got a choice to take the stand and raise your hand to be a witness
Or you can be a suspect and turn this killer to a victim
I know sometimes I rap on tracks and I contradict
Gun smoke, murder, drugs like a hypocrite
I never tell you what to do
I only tell you what I does
Big locin' with the cuz I'm a hypocrip
You'll never know the pain over murder victim mama
Somethin' difficult, your brain suicidal causin' trauma
FN and Beretta, SIGs, you put one up in his wig
But what about the nigga kids growing up without a father
Let go and let crazy like his foster making right
Yeah motherfuckin' right, how the fuck is that gon' solve it?
Don't give a fuck about a pastor, God forgive and I don't
They say black lives matter, well, my black opps don't
Say you your brothers keeper, is you down to do the time?
And you get caught up by the people
You gon' said you drop a dime?
You gotta drop a time aside or you gon' hop up in they ride?
I know some nigga sayin', "Chill, let it ride, let it slide"
Same niggas never kill, never ride, never slide
Better do it for your sister, for your brother, for your mother
You don't do it for your loved ones, better do it for your pride
I'ma let your daughter live, but your son gotta die

Fuck karma then anour, I'ma take it up with God
I'm not an angel or a saint if I can't get through Heaven's gates
You can see me down in Hell with the guys
Fuckin' bitches, smoking weed, totin' fire (Look)
It's hard to tell a youngin, "Slow down, stop killing"
I lost my brother and my friend, I understand and I feel 'em
I know sometimes I rap on tracks and I contradict
Gun smoke, murder, drugs like a hypocrite
You gotta get back for your folks
I respect that shit that most
Been crippin' with the locs, I'm a hypocrip