Romantic Homicide lyrics

[Intro]
Why am I still here? (Oy Grrah Grrah Boom n*gga)
I don't mean to be complacent with the decisions you made
But why? (It's that notti osama n*gga coming out with extra heat you heard f*ck all those deads big oy whatchu wanna do flocking for huncho)

[Notti Osama: Verse 1]
In the back my mind you died, Flocking for honcho
You know we gon slide, b*tch its notti osama I gotta stay with my .9, like dd my brother for him, like dd my brother for him imma slide, and n*ggas know I ain't gon lie n*ggas gotta get bread, so im 14 year old with a knock on my side, and like I'm a little hurt can't you reply, rah got clapped in motherf*ckin molly
How many n*ggas can [?], Like damn he got bopped in his head
Lil dude got [?], like jb got [?] he tripped, smokin on lotti that boy got me dead likе jayrip went to the store thеn got hit
Can i get a imma [?], can i get a imma [?], smokin on lotti that boy got me dead, he ran, he tripped, he got poked, hit his sh*t
How many n*ggas gon' die and trip, Like dd my brother for him imma slide