Homicide Lyrics

My mama called me on the phone tonight

She said, "Little boy, you ain't living right"

I'm used to hitting licks to get me right

So I got to keep a pistol on my side

And if you run up on me, it's a homicide

Put that on my woedie, cause he down to ride

When you come around me, boy you know the vibes

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

When I was walking, they ain't offer rides

Even when I was locked up, they wasn't sending kites

Everybody acting like they down to ride

But who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Just copped the Benz, bought one for mama too

And my dawggy with me like he Marmaduke

I heard your mans got murked, that's what that karma do

Really banging from the dirt, that ain't just on these tunes

Charger S, it was a Hell, and then I dropped the coupe

Packs up in the mail, like how I got them through

At first, the work touched down and then I got it moved

For you to win, at first you gotta lose

My mama called me on the phone tonight

She said, "Little boy, you ain't living right"

I'm used to hitting licks to get me right

So I got to keep a pistol on my side

And if you run up on me, it's a homicide

Put that on my woedie, cause he down to ride

When you come around me, boy you know the vibes

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Who gone be there for me when it's time to go

I'm stepping for Lil P, because that was my bro

I done caught a nigga slipping, I was on the road

I just hit a three, I think I'm on a roll

And I'm balling so damn hard, I'm finna catch a throw

And shawty say I'm saucy, now I'm in her throat

She gone let me toss it, then I flip her over

This is not a Honda, bitch I'm in a Rover

Whipping SVR, I really own it

I been doing wrong and I admit it

My brother on the phone, he saying I been tripping

I done let my heart turn cold and I ain't got no feelings

My mama called me on the phone tonight

She said, "Little boy, you ain't living right"

I'm used to hitting licks to get me right

So I got to keep a pistol on my side

And if you run up on me, it's a homicide

Put that on my woedie, cause he down to ride

When you come around me, boy you know the vibes

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?

Who gone be there for me when it's time to slide?