Kishore Kumar Hits

Cuuhraig - Murder She Wrote lyrics

Artist: Cuuhraig

album: Motivation for the Islands


Wake up and look out my window
I see the pain through these eyes like a limo
I know these drugs gon' cry to get mo
I double back on the price I spin for
Thanking God on my knees for my kinfolk
And I been taking all these drugs my antidote
And baby I been getting fly I'm getting dough
And I can't say too much
But I gotta speak my mind
Murder is all she wrote
Been behind closed doors but I'm trynna see my freedom
Too many people praising the Lord but they ain't even believe em
I set my goals on the door and I just go achieve em
I step my foot outside the door and I just go and bleed it
But I ain't thinking right prolly why I been feeling defeated
And she ain't never been loved that's why she been mistreated
She was a hot girl but I'm cold gotta change the season
I know this talk is getting old, I gotta give em reason
To my people, to my fam
I wanna show em life, different behind the sand
I wanna get right to show who I am
I'm a man
Wake up and look out my window
I see the pain through these eyes like a limo
I know these drugs gon' cry to get mo
I double back on the price I spin for
Thanking God on my knees for my kinfolk
And I been taking all these drugs my antidote
And baby I been getting fly I'm getting dough
And I can't say too much
But I gotta speak my mind
Murder is all she wrote
This ain't no love story, gotta tell the love birds
This bout the truth I talk
Talking bout how love hurts
He lost his blood brother, yes I know cuh hurt
I seen my cousin on the floor blood squirt
And we ain't got walkie talkies, rather hear the birds chirp
He trynna make it to home base, he out at first first
He tweeted play ball, now we seeing cuhz murk
What's it like looking at yo face on your own merch
I'm getting so super high I'm boutta smoke purp
My rank is up in the sky you ain't got no worth
And I ain't gon' tell you no lie I gotta chauffeur
And I rather be a loner
Wake up and look out my window
I see the pain through these eyes like a limo
I know these drugs gon' cry to get mo
I double back on the price I spin for
Thanking God on my knees for my kinfolk
And I been taking all these drugs my antidote
And baby I been getting fly I'm getting dough
And I can't say too much
But I gotta speak my mind
Murder is all she wrote

Поcмотреть все песни артиста

Other albums by the artist

Similar artists