Murder Rate Version Comparison

Main archive lyrics

Intro Future
Wheezy outta here

Chorus
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate Huh yeah
Shut the fuck up I cant concentrate Huh shit yeah
If he try me today he gon die today
On my knees I been praying for brighter days
Got the meter assist shot a fade away Hoo shit yeah
I be up working all night and day
Your bitch swallow my dick said she proud of me
No one knew me now bitches surrounding me
Aint no new me I wont ever change oh
All my niggas they really stay down for me
Double R SUV and a Range Rove
Ima pull off Im doing a high speed

Verse
Weezy F made it Im finna kill it go ahead and bury it
I got my gun Ima Mariah Carey it
I love the money so much Ima marry it
Dont know how to act I feel like a barbarian
He dont want beef that nigga vegetarian
Gun with a silencer like a librarian
I be the reason all these bitches staring
She swallow my kids not good at parenting
Pay me a hundredfifty for appearances
I got a Lamborghini from the dealership
If I dont buy a car I put it on my wrist Gleam gleam
Rocking red just like Popovich
Shooting like Stockton aint nobody stopping it
They pocket watching aint nobody robbin this
Give him the MAC11 with the cooling kit Oohooh
My niggas coming for you Ooh
My niggas coming for you Ooh
Aint no telling what they gon do
Catch you at the red light pull up vroom
She ride my dick like a witch on a broom
When he walked in we smell bitch in the room
Ayy shoot that dude
Brahbrahbrah coming out that tool

Chorus
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate Huh yeah
Shut the fuck up I cant concentrate Huh shit yeah
If he try me today he gon die today
On my knees I been praying for brighter days
Got the meter assist shot a fade away Hoo shit yeah
I be up working all night and day
Your bitch swallow my dick said she proud of me
No one knew me now bitches surrounding me
Aint no new me I wont ever change oh
All my niggas they really stay down for me
Double R SUV and a Range Rove
Ima pull off Im doing a high speed

Open Verse

Keep Save Freestyle 1

[Intro: Future]
[00:00.58] Wheezy outta here
[Verse]
[00:01.18] Hop on the beat like, "Damn"
[00:02.84] He don't want beef, he won't stand
[00:05.00] I'ma pull up on the scene, they scram
[00:07.10] Smokin' Hoover Kush, give no damn
[00:09.32] Yo dead homies up in my Backwood
[00:11.40] Catch 'em lackin', he up in the Backwood
[00:13.58] Back in Chicago it was no good
[00:15.74] Me and my niggas runnin' through four hoods
[00:18.30] Yeah, overeast, No Limit, EBK, you know where I'm from, let's go, huh
[00:23.56] If I don't trust you then I don't trust you
[00:25.24] Then I'll shoot like I'm Metro, huh
[00:27.82] But it's me and Wheezy, this shit is too easy
[00:29.92] Y'all makin' it hard, hm
[00:32.12] But we goin' hard, workin' ourselves, we don't gotta do jobs, uh
[00:36.48] I ain't wanna do college, I ain't went to high school, I almost dropped out, uh
[00:40.66] I feel like Polo G with this glizzy on me, 'cause I may go pop out, uh
[00:45.00] I may take my girl shopping, that ice on my wrist and this like a toboggan
[00:48.32] They say that I sold my soul but I still got it
[00:50.52] I wouldn't even give it to him for a bargain, uh
[00:53.90] Yeah, I've been raising up the murder rate, shoot, huh, blam
[00:59.36] Up in his face, ain't no hesistate, 'scious, huh, damn
[01:03.58] I do what I want, you do what you can
[01:05.50] AK-47 like I'm from Iran
[01:07.54] Feel like 50 Cent, I'm killin' many men, yeah, damn
[01:12.18] We sippin' prome', I'ma fatality, huh, damn
[01:16.38] Ocean drive, new house, a celebrity, huh, damn
[01:21.00] Used to sell Duff, no Hilary, yeah
[01:23.20] Used to serve Clint, no Hillary, yeah
[01:25.22] Splittin' like a pastor at a ministry, yeah