WeedJunky - Murder Man Lyrics

Cant leave the house without my soldier rag
I gave my heart to that la dog hoe with her dirty ass
From forty dollar chicks to the ones that f*ck for birkin bags
I won't say no names cuz thats like snitching i ain't never heard of that
Gotta get the gat nigga just got wacked and he was only serving gas
He ain't have beef he was just up probably like thirty racks
Before i let a nigga get the upper hand they gon call me murder man
Head shots face shots swear shit cant get worse than that
She say she miss who i use to be she wants that person back I
Know it dont hurt to ask but
I cant go out my way cuz i don't got time to relax
Im living in a different world where the rappers got a purse to snatch
And nobody's opinion matters but they run my verses back
Tried to tell em im the one but nobody seems good at math
Yo neck my foot just became one i'm watching niggas funds subtract
Wassup with that
Niggas dont look like shit but a bunch of punching bags
Dont f*ck with that
Im talking bout my fam cuz more shit comes with that
Dont f*ck with cats
I know they throw shade but see i'm loving that
No contacts see shit for what it is and its gon hurt you less
I know you stressed they cutthroat for that check you better watch yo neck
Its crazy
How these niggas with no muscle always tryna flex
No time the rest i'm
Starting to live all the dreams that my mind projects
I aint trippin off no L as long as i progress
My sister and my mama gotta rock the best
I just say my prayers and hope they not depressed
Then i said my alphabets and forgot my X
Damn what you dropping next
Got racing thoughts but i forgot im blessed
They hating hard cuz i ain't like the rest
F*ck what you spend and how you dress
Niggas out here rocking bullet proof vest and i ain't seen them invest
But their at their best