[Chorus]
Man I wish I could kill you but I can't do that shit
All I can hope for is suicide is what you'll commit
Tired of your lies you no good fuckin' bitch
I'm 'bout to get real high and throw you into a ditch
I really hope that you die just like that evil witch
The many times I cry just tryna find a niche
Murder on my Mind made that nigga Melly rich
But you on my mind just, makes me itch
[Verse]
Anymore of this shit and I'm 'bout to do a line (Yeah)
But I'm a Big Steppa so I could also do a crime (Well)
But I'm not tryna ruin my life anymore than it already is
Yeah I could do the shit, but to keep it 100, I'm really just tryna live
I be having daily battles with myself thinking should I just go ahead with the plan? (The plan, ha)
But my momma raised me better than that and shе told me to be the biggеr man (Be a bigger man, ha)
But I could really go past that and leave this nigga dead in a can
And then these niggas will say RIP to that so called fan (Dead bitch)
Man I've been taking all these percs just tryna calm my nerves
I started sippin' Wock and now a young nigga just swerves (Way too geeked, ha)
And I've been taking all this weed yeah I smoke a lot of herbs
Used to stay inside, now I just sit on the curbs (Yeah)
Glock in my Amiri's, and that shit is 2 tones
I be trappin' all day, they wonder why I got 2 phones (Street business)
Put this beam on yo' head, have you singin' my songs
Have you dead in yo' bed, leave yo' body no bones (Damn)
They say I need to stop because I'm just too much
They say I'm going too fast, guess I lost my touch (Well)
I be pushin' this car, don't even need the clutch
I be rockin' Arc'teryx and caps from Von Dutch (That's the shit)
Man this shit went from bad, and its gettin' even worse
Have this bitch go out sad, she gon' need more than a nurse (She need a hearse)
I can't have my shit fucked up, I'm tryna get rich
But she did more than fuck up, now she makes me itch, aye
[Chorus]
Man I wish I could kill you but I can't do that shit
All I can hope for is suicide is what you'll commit
Tired of your lies you no good fuckin' bitch
I'm 'bout to get real high and throw you into a ditch
I really hope that you die just like that evil witch
The many times I cry just tryna find a niche
Murder on my Mind made that nigga Melly rich
But you on my mind just, makes me itch