Murderap Boy

Y'all fake And see thru Damn y'all must be a hologram Feeling like a rez dog Running with no collar man Yeah And I'm only 5'8" But I'm feeling much taller man Lil Lee Yeah it's the Sota man But I do it all for the Murder A P Twin double hustle in the Sota T C But I'm running it like Cook Or A P Yeah Running thru these motherfucker's Damn they can't stop a native Cuz I'm on different hustle Aye Flexing like I got no muscle Wrestle up the fund's I ain't dumb I ain't going to buckle Yeah I'm a need a bundle or a pack When I'm moving back Thru the Murderap Beat your ass Wouldn't need a strap You can bet on that Feeling like I'm Blue Devil Cuz I'm dressed in all black Yeah Yeah like I'm Batman Give you two bin's Cuz damn y'all trash man Aye Everything off brand Hating on a native Cuz I'm doing shit they can't stand Quick sand with your hustle And your motives What I notice That you lie And you do your homie's bogus That's corrosive Bitch I'm the bomb No explosive's Taking all that hate is erosive Everything is noted And I'm loaded With the ammo of the bar's bro They smoke your bitch ass Put you out like a Marlboro Or a backwood Do it to ya Like in Fargo I wouldn't need the help Throw em out like it's cargo Aye Grew up round the narco So I've been dope Knew about the real With the kill And you still sloped Couldn't see me Not even with a big scope Pull up to the proj And you said Nope Nah We don't play We don't play Better listen to your momma Don't fuck with them trap boy's Nah We don't play We don't play Don't fuck around here Where it's at Murderap boy Nah We don't play We don't play Better listen to your momma Don't fuck with them trap boy's Nah We don't play We don't play Don't fuck around boy I'm that Murderap boy Damn Y'all still on that hate shit Living fake with All them snakes Living basic Face it Man I cut my ties With the fake biz You couldn't see my vision Even if you got the lasik Give me any track I'm a lace it Whether it's fire or cold I'm complacent I ain't gonna waste it Hustle from the basement To the pavement And y'all on a hoe basis Running out the base's Ain't no chasing Lee Gotta get up with the team The only way you fuck with me I don't know your boy's I ain't brotherly You fucking with the same bitche's Is how you getting cuddly Luckily I ain't talking no cap Running no lapse You Minne in the Murderap Where the burner at More like where your flow at You snitching on your brother That's how you got your bro's back Been with a pack Like the Timberwolves I don't fuck around you boys Cuz y'all pitiful Minimal mind's Got the blind's Y'all typical Barely got the drip But you lit Getting little pull Little fool's bragging Act like I lost my bar's aging And I came back so amazing Riding thru Southside swangin Breaking down a Minne pack And I'm still blazin This IT what they craving Bragging bout the little fund's For the little run's That they make Being middle man Damn that's a riddle man You still pushing little gram's Talking like you made the block hot Barely sizzle man You never been the man Just a homie of a homie And you homely That's how the street's done you I ride around the city In the Minne Feeling major When I'm litty And I do this All for the 612 Nah We don't play We don't play Better listen to your momma Don't fuck with them trap boy's Nah We don't play We don't play Don't fuck around here Where it's at Murderap boy Nah We don't play We don't play Better listen to your momma Don't fuck with them trap boy's Nah We don't play We don't play Don't fuck around boy I'm that Murderap boy