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murder cross my conscience - jublockshotta lyrics

[intro]
(frontline)
yeah, yeah, up at night thinkin’ ’bout death again
gz, jz, yeah
up at night thinkin’ ’bout death again (ocean, don’t do it to em’)
to tell the truth, murder cross my conscience every day, i’m thinkin’ ’bout revenge (bryce, i see dead people)
get caught loafin’ or smoked on a skit
either way n*ggas better strap they cleats when i’m dead and gone
bro don’t be crying by my headstone
i’m not a monster, i was led wrong
misunderstood make me wanna smoke n*ggas
love you to death, but force my hand gz, i’m standing over n*ggas, jz, yeah yeah

crash for me, i crash for you, cause you genuinely my n*gga
i see my dreams in my peripheral
in reaching distance, i know i’m getting close
scared money don’t make money, take a risk or be broke
currently, i still suffer from your death, i ain’t learn how to cope with it, yeah, yeah
i know i could stomach the murders, so i get up close with it, gz, jz
mad at the universe for your absence
when mimi died, that’s when my heart first felt abandoned
drive this b*tch like a nascar, don’t give a f*ck if i crash it
since you been gone, i been damaged
ain’t in the right headsp*ce, you make me mad, i might grab you
come through, n*ggas better duck low
i headtap sh*t, fully arp and drac, just me and turtle we in traffic
you gon’ d*i*e you bet your odds against me
on 34 with [?] i cry when i start thinkin’ ’bout e, n*gga
gz, n*gga, hop in that load and strap them cleats with me, n*gga, yeah, yeah
when it’s time i’m with my brother i can’t leave n*ggas
this g sh*t is what i bleed n*gga, pop doe and put up fully on a n*gga
watch how fast he show feet, n*gga
lately i been poppin’ up at pops house just hopin’ that i’d see n*ggas
re*crossed paths, watch me to delete n*ggas, and that’s on e n*gga
don’t hop in load if you ain’t spinnin’
30 day notice, you claiming jublock, go get busy
he threw his gang sign up i tried to clip him
pump brake, pop doe, making everybody get little

b*tch i don’t got no big homie
to no n*gga i get belittled, i’m a donk n*gga
think you bigger than the program, you gon’ get it
sometimes i get in that mood and wanna poof the whole city, n*gga
gz, n*gga, you know my thoughts, you’d probably wanna k!ll a n*gga
gz, n*gga, southeast tho n*gga
on the dead homies n*gga, free the thugs n*gga
gz, aye

[outro]
up at night thinkin’ ’bout death again
to tell the truth, murder cross my conscience every day, i’m thinkin’ ’bout revenge
get caught loafin’ or smoked on a skit
either way n*ggas better strap they cleats when i’m dead and gone
bro don’t be crying by my headstone
i’m not a monster, i was led wrong
misunderstood make me wanna smoke n*ggas
love you to death, but force my hand gz, i’m standing over n*ggas, yeah, jz, n*gga
damu street

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