Murda - text
If I mark off every box, on your precious checklist watch
Am I still a stranger then, your friends do not recognize
Who's the human punching bag?
When you feel the pressure rise
Who's the one that calms you down?
When you need to rest your eyes
I feel like an officer, just tryna get you to cough it up
I'm sick of running these investigations on you
Cause your friends like the mafia
They cover up when they laugh at ya
But they don't even put in half the work that I do
Am I still a stranger then, your friends do not recognize
Who's the human punching bag?
When you feel the pressure rise
Who's the one that calms you down?
When you need to rest your eyes
I feel like an officer, just tryna get you to cough it up
I'm sick of running these investigations on you
Cause your friends like the mafia
They cover up when they laugh at ya
But they don't even put in half the work that I do
Like a murda murda
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me love me
Love me love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me love me
Love me love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
Like a murda murda
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me love me
Love me love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me love me
Love me love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
You don't smoke no weed
But your gas lighting
Last night, when you were talking to him, I asked nicely
Who was that, in fast stash lightning, you question my sanity
Making me feel crazy just for noticing what's happening
If it's real, then please commit
If it's not, atleast admit
Hurting a little is better than killing my time
You stay doing secret shit
Wake infront of you, plead to fit
Like keeping it real with the way that you feel is a crime
But your gas lighting
Last night, when you were talking to him, I asked nicely
Who was that, in fast stash lightning, you question my sanity
Making me feel crazy just for noticing what's happening
If it's real, then please commit
If it's not, atleast admit
Hurting a little is better than killing my time
You stay doing secret shit
Wake infront of you, plead to fit
Like keeping it real with the way that you feel is a crime
Like a murda murda
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me, love me
Love me, love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me, love me
Love me, love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
Like a murda murda
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me, love me
Love me, love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
A murda murda
You tryna cover me up
No one has ever heard her
Ever heard her, because you keep it on hush
But if you love me, love me
Love me, love me
Why doesn't anyone know
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
A murder
A murder
Let me
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
A murder
Let me
Whenever you close to getting caught up
You get away like a pro
