Murder at 5 lyrics

[Intro]:
Yo, my n*gga, yo
- Bill!
sh*t finally popped off and sh*t, you know what I'm sayin', and yo, about that f*ckin' thing and sh*t, you know what I'm sayin', that thing that I was tellin' you about, that sh*t came through, my n*gga, you know what I'm sayin', all o' them juices came off, son, my n*gga is hurt, oh sh*t, yo, man

Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh, yo, uh

[Verse 1: Hologram]:
I gotta do a murder at 5
6:00 get a burger and fries
7:00 n*ggas heard that I'm live (Damn)
I killed them for the children, he a perv he lie
8:00 roll around, I'm smokin' herb to get high (Uh)
The nerve of this guy
I'm on some vigilante sh*t, not the one to get antsy with (Nope)
I'll lock you in a prison I constructed myself
I wanted no help, the gun on the shelf (Woo!)
With the soundproof doors, I drowned two whores
Then found two more, this a true stor'
10:00 it's time for my green pill (uh), still on the scene ill (Wow)
Roll up some weed, chill, I'm tryna get mean bills (Yah!)
Uh, stackin' chicken in the trap kitchen (Ghetto)
Once the rap missin' (what?), don't come back b*tchin' (No)

[Chorus x2: Meyhem Lauren]:
The n*ggas gettin' whips, face lifts they still ugly (f*ck you pushin'!) (The f*ck you think!)
b*tches gettin' sick o' my ways but still love me (love me!) (Uh!)
Grippin' like a handshake (Uh)
I'll be countin' money 'til my hands break
[Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren]:
Clear bottle, black box, front street on back blocks
Pack Glocks, maneuver in mad spots, we splash opps
I write sh*t from past perspective speakin' in the present (Uh)
It used to be a TEC but now we packin' MAC-11
Provokin' salmonella, waitin' 'til that bread is levin'?
The image of Medusa's face is printed on my bed in
Fly when I'm sleepin' (uh!), fly when I'm awake (Uh!)
Avocado toast in the Bentley, we gettin' cake, uh
From Hell to Helsinki
Envy in the way that I float but can't sink me
Diamonds on my pinky (what!), diamonds on my neck (What!)
Convincin' teen coppin' loose diamonds for rent

[Chorus x2: Meyhem Lauren]:
The n*ggas gettin' whips, face lifts they still ugly (f*ck you pushin'?)
b*tches gettin' sick o' my ways but still love me (love me!) (Uh!)
Grippin' like a handshake (Uh)
I'll be countin' money 'til my hands break

[Outro]:
If anyways, while my man is f*ckin' screamin' crazy sh*t at 'em, you know what I'm sayin', they ain't puttin' that n*gga in his place, you know what I'm sayin', this n*gga, all o' a sudden, he wanna get hard, 'cause, you know what I'm sayin', he just makin' a-he just makin' a couple of phone calls, he just makin' a couple of phone calls on the night, you know what I'm sayin', while them n*ggas f*ckin', screamin' at him in his f*ckin' face, (what up? What up son?) And, you know what I'm sayin', I'm like yo, what, you know-what's this n*gga-what's he what-you know what I'm sayin', then he like lookin', and he lookin' and he lookin' like he wanna reach and sh*t, so I told him Money shade out, I told him, I said yo, duke, man, shade up and down now, man, if you got somethin' to say to me, say it, and I told all them n*ggas, I said yo, on the real, I don't like none o' y'all n*ggas, none o' y'all n*ggas, I don't like you, you, or you, I said y'all n*ggas ain't even from around here, y'all n*ggas come high here and sh*t, suckin' n*ggas' di*k, actin' like y'all n*ggas is cool, 'cause you f*ckin', bit a little f*ckin' bullsh*t, bit with these n*ggas, but f*ck that, man, jealous you in f*ckin' bars, n*gga, and I don't need to f*ckin' go to jail to be f*ckin' considered the man, I already been up through all that sh*t, you know what I'm sayin', I know what be movin', what don't move, n*gga, y'all n*ggas ain't sayin' sh*t to me, ain't nothin' that I don't know, you know what I'm sayin', so you n*ggas better save them fairytails, but all the at?
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