Amistad - MURDER ON MY MIND Lyrics

I got murder on my mind
I was hoping it would stop
It's been 'bout 3 weeks
Now I gotta make him drop
Fronting all yo' moves
That's how you become a opp
Ion even need a hitta
So you know what this about
Every time I lay my head
I think 'bout murder in my sleep
Thinking 'bout murdering this nigga
Up the block for my OG
I been thinking 'bout you heavy
Also 'bout my family
'Cause if they f*cking shed blood
Then they gotta die by me
Murder always on mind
And it ain't happening to me
It ain't happening to my niggas
They ain't killing me for free
I been working on my aim
I been working on my feet
Man this shit working my nerve
It got me plotting in these streets

I wake up in the morning
And got murder on my mind
No I ain't YNW
But we all gone shine
When I catch this nigga lackin'
Best believe I'll take my time
Thinking 'bout shooting the bitch
Or by my hands he gotta die
Even when I'm making money
I be thinking 'bout this shit
Ain't got no feelings that's involved
They got tooken by a bitch
Man my loyalty run deep
And it's always been my niche
Ain't no need to pray to god nigga
Go and suck a dick

I got murder on my mind
I was hoping it would stop
It's been 'bout 3 weeks
Now I gotta make him drop
Fronting all yo' moves
That's how you become a opp
Ion even need a hitta
So you know what this about
Every time I lay my head
I think 'bout murder in my sleep
Thinking 'bout murdering this nigga
Up the block for my OG
I been thinking 'bout you heavy
Also 'bout my family
'Cause if they f*cking shed blood
Then they gotta die by me
Murder always on mind
And it ain't happening to me
It ain't happening to my niggas
They ain't killing me for free
I been working on my aim
I been working on my feet
Man this shit working my nerve
It got me plotting in these streets

For the right amount of loyalty
I'll wipe a nigga nose
For the right amount of money
I just might cook on the stove
For the right amount of clout
I bet dat bitch already chose
For the right amount of right amounts
I bet dat nigga told
For the right amount of right amounts
I bet dat nigga fold
For the right amount of clout
I bet you niggas acting bold
For the right amount of money
Bitch I bet it's gone be sold
Cause for the right amount of loyalty
I'll wipe a nigga nose

I got murder on my mind
I was hoping it would stop
It's been 'bout 3 weeks
Now I gotta make him drop
Fronting all yo' moves
That's how you become a opp
Ion even need a hitta
So you know what this about
Every time I lay my head
I think 'bout murder in my sleep
Thinking 'bout murdering this nigga
Up the block for my OG
I been thinking 'bout you heavy
Also 'bout my family
'Cause if they f*cking shed blood
Then they gotta die by me
Murder always on mind
And it ain't happening to me
It ain't happening to my niggas
They ain't killing me for free
I been working on my aim
I been working on my feet
Man this shit working my nerve
It got me plotting in these streets