Murder by Neako
I swear I gotta go harder
The streets is taking my niggas
Breaking my mission and take us farther
To be a martyts, not in the plan for regardless
It�s murder, every time I come alive
I just pull the chill with my nigga in the villa with some bitches
Way far from the hood, couple killers with us
Everyday run the street, playing god with us
But it ain�t enough, as I roll through the streets blowing hela blunts
See the same niggas that I came up with
Let the kids in my car you could touch this
You could start that, you could take this
You could grab that,
I remember what it�s like not to have that
I�m from the projects and I�m still there
On some real nigga, but he still there
Pcp, 151, that�s where I�m from,
88/10 northmon
It�s murder, everytime I spit it�s so promising
It�s no stoppin em, it�s like pacs in them
Or big poppin em, I get a lock from em
Where my eyes are slim and my mind is open
I walk em in, ghost nigga
Talk to them, but look at me
You�re all pawns plus rooks to me
It�s all dogs, plus crooks for me
This lvl is my dynasty, those main niggas will ride for me
And my young niggas will slide for me
Hold up, let me hit em, nigga
Hit em with a little bit of flow
Niggas ain�t fuckin with me, this year I�ma let em know
My nigga gone, but I�ma do it, this one here is for the road
I�m looking for that purple fluid
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