Serial Killers Gucci Mane

[Intro]
(Band—)
I've given up this time (Shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage
It hurts when I'm alive (Shh, shh)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created (Free the gang, 1017, brr)
I've given up this time (Shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage
It hurts when I'm alive (Shh, shh)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created
(Let the band play)
Go

[Verse 1]
I look in the mirror and look at a killer
I grew up with niggas crop you out the picture (Huh)
Bodies keep stackin' up year after year
Got these young niggas thinkin' thеy serial killers (Wow)
Totin' choppers with switchеs, they scratch off the serial (Grrah)
Left blood in the whip and fucked up his interior (Ugh)
Watch what you say 'cause this shit can get real
And watch how you move unless you made of steel (Damn)
Shot in the car and now God got the wheel (Grrah)
These niggas I'm with, they got bodies for real (God)
My dawg just got out, he did twenty-some years
'Cause he took it to trial, but he lost his appeal (Free him)
I went to school with some serial killers
They break in your house, then eat cereal with you (Huh?)
The same nigga cut first period with you
Watch who you trust, they might be out to get you (Damn)
And one more step, you get put in the Swisher
Say the wrong thing, get put in a Backwood (Woo)
Wipe a nigga nose, no tissue, bless him
Last nigga tried me found in the backwoods
Ain't none of these crews more vicious (No)
Just play a good role and they sure can act good
Plenty folks in my business (Bless you)
Nigga spoke on my name and got smoked like a Packwood