
MURDA Lil Berete (Ft. 2KBABY)
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[Chorus: Lil Berete]
I got murda on my mind I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law cause I'm from the streets
I can barley breath
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me that they will never leave
I kept my head up, movin smarter, movin smarter
I got murda on my mind I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law cause I'm from the streets
I can barley breath
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me that they will nеver leave
I kеpt my head up, movin smarter movin smarter
[Verse 1: Lil Berete]
I had enough I had to go and switch lanes
I should've listened to everything my momma said
From the trenches where one move will get you
Laid up in the grave
Got it on my own I ain't tripping about no bread
I know you heard what I said
I ain't trippin about no bread
Got some niggas and they dead
Got no time to reminisce
You get caught up for some bread
Better not go and rob your mans
I don't sell no more to fiends
On the stage I'm serving fans
I out Prada on my feet
No more buda on my pants
In the club I nearly speak
Cause these hundreds make them dance
I'm just trying to live life for real
I don't care about the past
Friendship had to crash
And I knew it wouldn't last
I don't trust nobody because you
Gotta watch you mans
Same ones that will be plotting
Trying to send me under grass
Some pain that I been feeling
Everyday I'm under stress
Money getting longer and
These bitches getting nasty yeah
I got murda on my mind I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law cause I'm from the streets
I can barley breath
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me that they will never leave
I kept my head up, movin smarter, movin smarter
I got murda on my mind I can never leave
Don't fuck with police
Fuck the law cause I'm from the streets
I can barley breath
Lost some brothers to gun violence
They told me that they will nеver leave
I kеpt my head up, movin smarter movin smarter
[Verse 1: Lil Berete]
I had enough I had to go and switch lanes
I should've listened to everything my momma said
From the trenches where one move will get you
Laid up in the grave
Got it on my own I ain't tripping about no bread
I know you heard what I said
I ain't trippin about no bread
Got some niggas and they dead
Got no time to reminisce
You get caught up for some bread
Better not go and rob your mans
I don't sell no more to fiends
On the stage I'm serving fans
I out Prada on my feet
No more buda on my pants
In the club I nearly speak
Cause these hundreds make them dance
I'm just trying to live life for real
I don't care about the past
Friendship had to crash
And I knew it wouldn't last
I don't trust nobody because you
Gotta watch you mans
Same ones that will be plotting
Trying to send me under grass
Some pain that I been feeling
Everyday I'm under stress
Money getting longer and
These bitches getting nasty yeah
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