[intro]
Murdstah, murdstah, bruh murdstah, bruh
He the–
[verse 1: murdstah]
Yeah (he-he-hello)
Nigga, pass the gas, i feel a way
Fucked up that nigga top, his ass a featherweight
This bitch keep–
Uhhhuuh-uuh-uhh
What you tryna say?
If you a fan i'on wanna hear that shit today (that bitch)
I'on understand all the love, i guess it feel okay
But i don't feel okay, i'll always feel the same (–bitch)
All these niggas on me tryna ride the fuckin train
When that shit been gone, i'm on what my bitch on
I'm tryna take her home, th-there's some shit i should be doing
There's some shit i– the-the-there's some shit i should be doing
But i don't feel ok, i always feel the same
But i don't—fe—kay
There's some shit i should be doing
[bridge: rick hunter]
I regret nothing
[verse 2: morgue]
(trying... 12)
My time is precious my hearts gon' give out
My days are numbered and things going south
I'm feeling so nauseous i can't stand right now
I wish that they knew what i'm nauseous about
I wish that they knew what they talkin' about
This hoe want dick, want cock in her mouth
Been feelin so bad i'ma boss up (what?)
Been feelin so bad i'ma boss up now (dang)
If i see fye hit ima cop 'em now
Talk on rethink and i drop 'em nown (ay)
Lay his big ass down in a coffin now
Its rare that i feel so often now (its rare that i feel so often now)
[verse 3: morgue]
I love the nature and i love the cat
I love grass and i love smokin' on that
Tell yo' bitch stay far from me cuz she flat
Drive in a all black whip and it's matte
Pull up in a all black fit, it don't matter
Still fly as a muthafuckin' bastard (yeah)
Heart cold getting, cold more faster (hey)
See me around, i'm a dead man walking
Can't really speak, i'd be a dead man talking
Everything i proceed with caution
Chill in my headspace my only option (ay)
Everything i proceed with caution
Chill in my headspace my only op–