LYRICS
作词 : Keyanta Bullard/Jordan Edward Holt-May/Henry Lotas-Sherratt/Andrej Marko/Peter Gogola
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:35.1]It's time to focus on the M's, the murder on my mind
[01:23.2]It's time to focus on the M's, the murder on my mind
[01:26.6]And I know
[01:45.0]Saw my nigga down bad, told 'em some work for 'em
[01:52.1]Ain't gon' stop 'til my body underground, six feet
[02:04.0]All of my dawgs, they gon' slide when I tell them, "Slide"
Oh, yeah, you know who the opps, niggas just be speakin', like
You, you know I ain't speakin' for my own, this shit been the truth, you know?
Oh, shit, a nigga know I ain't duckin' no action, though
I don't hear what? What up? (Cutta, we rich)
[Chorus]
Why they tryna put that blame on me?
Walkin' 'round my city with all these chains on me
I can't leave my crib without that flame on me, yeah
I can't let your nigga get no stain on me, yeah
All of my dawgs, they gon' slide when I tell them, "Slide"
Puttin' pressure on the opps, they can't come outside
I'm tryna take, like, ten of yours if you take one of mine
[Verse 1]
And I got murder on my mind, kill anyone against me
Opp Boyz (b***h, I'm 'bout my business, so **** nigga, don't tempt me)
Got four hundred shots in this car
Steady smokin' dead opps in this Glock
Nigga tryna play, boy, you know I run my bands up
Opp Boyz (Boy, you broke as ****, tell that nigga put his mans up)
Same ass excuse, this shit shootin' out the Drac'
Free Ksoo, I hope you beat this murder case
If youre lookin' for my mega money in the trap
Threw away my other phone, I had a feeling it was tapped
No, I ain't friendly with these rappers, I know all these niggas cap
Opportun' in my city, put my city on the map
[Chorus]
Why they tryna put that blame on me?
Walkin' 'round my city with all these chains on me
I can't leave my crib without that flame on me, yeah
I can't let your nigga get no stain on me, yeah
All of my dawgs, they gon' slide when I tell them, "Slide"
Puttin' pressure on the opps, they can't come outside
I'm tryna take, like, ten of yours if you take one of mine
[Verse 2]
I got mad love for my bros
I don't make a move without my pole
I know how this street shit go, oh
I ain't suuwoo, but I wanna see blood
No handout, you I got it out the mud
Put a bag on his head, extra cash for the show though
They cut my footsteps and knock off the show
I bossed up in life, now everybody wanna work for me
Everything that go wrong, they put the blame on me
[Chorus]
Why they tryna put that blame on me?
Walkin' 'round my city with all these chains on me
I can't leave my crib without that flame on me, yeah
I can't let your nigga get no stain on me, yeah
Puttin' pressure on the opps, they can't come outside
I'm tryna take, like, ten of yours if you take one of mine
It's time to focus on the M's, the murder on my mind