looking out the window Lyrics

Blood up in my system

Why she say she miss 'em?

I just killed that motherfucker talking all that shit, yuh

.45, make 'em shit, yuh

Fucking on his bitch, yuh

I ain't tryna live, yuh

Wait, I think I did, yuh

Wait, I think I do, yuh

Glocky, it gon' shoot ya

Shoot at your Medulla

I be with them shooters, killers, for real, yeah

Baby, know the deal, yeah

Easy off them pills, yeah

We not tryna feel, yeah, fill, yuh

Wait, hol' up, wait, I see 12, out the window

Don't you know you know the drill, bro?

Yeah, we shoot to kill, bro

Get your choppa ready, when they come in, we gon' spill, bro

Blood up on the pillows

Do this shit for real, ho

Yeah, it's a long way home

One more murder, then I'm gone

Two more bullets to his dome

I'm inside, can, you please leave me alone?

I miss life, when, I ain't do nothing wrong

I'm locked inside my home

I'm reaching for my chrome

Can't nothing keep me calm

Got blood up on my palms

Yeah, it's blood up on the ceiling

I ain't one to deal, man

Why can't nothing kill him?

Why ain't nothing kill them?

Wait, hol' up, wait

I see twelve, out the window

Don't you know the drill, bro?

Yeah, we shoot to kill, bro

Get your choppa ready, when they come in, we gon' spill, bro

Blood up on the pillows

Do this shit for real, ho

I'm locked inside my home, I'm reaching for my chrome

Can't nothing keep me calm

Got blood up on my palms

Yeah, there's blood up on the ceiling

I ain't one to deal, man

Why can't nothing kill him?

Why ain't nothing kill them?