Murder on the Gram lyrics

by

Paper Lovee


Money phone he flexin on the gram
On the phone sendin money to the can
Murder on the gram boi there's murder on the gram
Fake pistol and he posin for the gram
Moneygram and I haveta phone it in
f*ck is you sayin boi f*ck is you sayin
I can get ya stabbed where you stand
I can you hit you up and your man
Murder on the gram
Boi there's murder on the gram
I can get your girl and your fam
Dont make me get in world again
Murder on the gram
Boi there's murder on the gram
3 cars 3 pads
No deal no advance
Y'all boys can rap
Ill w rap
Glock 9 won't jam
Keep it quiet w the fram
Y'all boiz can act
But I made a pact
Free E and D black
Free J and dike stat
Boi reached his hand out to help me I ended up chewin it
Why you wanna lose the sh*t
Why you think its cool to snitch
Boi we both know you had a real good life you wanna lose the b*tch
f*ck around w goons and sh*t have you on the news at 6
Blood on my hands
Got Blood on my hands
You post pictures w a chain
You robbin for fame
Death before dishonor
Do what thou wilt
I don't want the money from the take
I want the blood from the kill
Boi we all shot guns got some really ain't nothin to the sh*t
Easy to do the sh*t
Easy to move w cliques
Boi we all moved zips cut bricks why you wanna go and use the sh*t
Would you do time for this
Would you die for this

I ain't want the fame i wanted money in the bank
A n*gga ever talking brazy ill bust a n*gga brain
For me to blow i had to change i can't go out the way i came
I'm leaving out w some mills cuz i came in w out a thang
If they ever touch my chain its goin down just like the rain
Me and my n*ggas mite bump heads but i ain't goin against the grain
Spitting on that boi twice that nite the day my house got shot up
Lil bro took out big bro for them bands that's how he got up
It look like my pockets got into a fight the way they knot up
You scream gang i scream set
Don't scream set boi if you not us
Ain't doin no more back and forth what you think this mack is for
What you doin that actin for like we won't catch you lackin boi
You better hope you packin' boi
No GI Joe n*gga but Im stacking figures like action toys
Duffel bag it lit up like the 4th
Boi don't even try it you should save it
Thinkin you be something like goliath i be David
If i dont ball today i bet i ball tomorrow raven
See i just hit the mall and bought a fit and spent your savings
SET
I can get ya stabbed where you stand
I can you hit you up and your man
Murder on the gram
Boi there's murder on the gram
I can get your girl and your fam
Don't make me get in world again
Murder on the gram
Boi there's murder on the gram

Money phone he flexin on the gram
Monogram and i have to phone it in
f*ck is you sayin
f*ck is you sayin
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