Scared Of Murder Video (MV)

I'm that nigga y'all wanna be
Before I thought bout loving hoes I was on the gram flexing a g
My daddy having real pape I'm tryna leave I'm still in the streets
I been down bad on my dick I was dodging beef Ian have no yeek

Really been touching es pape I'm just a teen Like easy lik
They had named me the tax man cause I'll a Tax you for some keef
At yo funeral with shades when you ain't breathing I don't wanna see
I'll risk my life tryna get revenge before I die I'll make em bleed

I just make this shit look good but I'm like y'all I got my troubles
I lost my profit of this trapping shit so right now ian making nun
But just trust when I'm on track with what I lost I'll make it double
But this the hustle out the muscle I pray to god I'm never lucky

I'll never trust a soul again if I ever fall out with my brother
They say you is what you hang around that make y'all dumb and dumber
I f*ck yo bitch then she ain't coming back I know that shit a bummer
I call my car the rain cloud cause when we slide we sending thunder

I got a feeling in my body you f*ck with key he'll put you Under
Niggas talk that money shit you ain't never gave nun to yo mother
You like a bad ass lil kid you ain't doing crimes you causing ruckus
Ian selfish I usually pass it but this time I scored the bucket

I went head first in this shit I got real tired and I said f*ck it
She went head first on this dick she seen the swag and she said f*ck it
She had gave the boy a chance I stop the cheating and now she love me
It's been raining for a while i seen the light now it's getting sunny

You had f*cked yo money up so tell me why I should ever trust you
She had sucked yo brodie up so tell me how you could ever love her
I had put my brothers on and we got right before the summer
If I carry that shit daily I'd be scared I'd catch a murder gang