Hartbreaak, Lil Poppa - Murder She Wrote lyrics

My nigga ain't ballin in no court
But he made front line
I lost my brother to that stick
But now it's crunch time
Don't give a fuck about yo feelings
You said fuck mines
Sometimes I wanna quit rapping like
I said fuck rhymes
And they say when it rains then it
Pours and nigga I feel it storming
When the opps say that it's
Smoke no hesitation absorb it
I had to distance myself just
Felt way too important
My killer going to run inside they house
Like he don't know nun about mortgage

I had them killas in yo house like
They don't know nun about rent
And don't go there asking questions
I don't know about shit
I move alone don't need a clique cause
I don't be liking the shit
A million questions I don't ask cause
I know life is a bitch
Go through it daily why you think
I don't be writing this shit
I ain't no fucking instigator you can
Miss me with the typing
Free my niggas in them cages know
Them boys in there piped
Plus Jimmy just caught a case I hope
He beat it like he Tyson
Tell em come catch me if they can
I make them niggas up the price
Bitch Ima trophy better tell them young
Niggas come earn they stripes
Ima try and get up tonight
Get in motion nigga I ain't with the posting
Nah we ain't doing this
Shit for free promotion

My nigga ain't ballin in no court
But he made front line
I lost my brother to that stick
But now it's crunch time
Don't give a fuck about yo
Feelings you said fuck mines
Sometimes I wanna quit rapping like
I said fuck rhymes
And they say when it rains then it
Pours and nigga I feel it storming
When the opps say that it's
Smoke no hesitation absorb it
I had to distance myself just
Felt way too important
My killer going to run inside they house
Like he don't know nun about mortgage

23 shots to his chest like I
Done fell in love with Jordans
And they calling me the goat? they
Knowing that I'm gone score it
Conversations with myself I bang that
Shit when it get boring
Still call and text by
That quick response I'm still waiting for it
Yeah run up psycho get the blicky
Don't put my name on social sites
And keep me out yo mentions
And I'm gone stretch that I'm the
Hardest until they show me different
Got bronem rolling off them pillys
That shit got him tripping
Yeah? my palms steady itching I'm on
The road to the riches
Got youngins still jumping fences just trying
To make em a killing
Won't slang that? for nothing but paper
They still wrote on the sentence
She poured her heart out to me
Like it's a leak in
The ceiling and said "I am in love with you
You set me
Free, she can't do this thing called
Life without you here with me
Cause she's dangerously in love with
Dude, I set her free, you gone bust for me

My nigga ain't ballin in no court
But he made front line
I lost my brother to that stick
But now it's crunch time
Don't give a fuck about yo
Feelings you said fuck mines
Sometimes I wanna quit rapping like
I said fuck rhymes
And they say when it rains then it
Pours and nigga I feel it storming
When the opps say that it's
Smoke no hesitation absorb it
I had to distance myself just
Felt way too important
My killer going to run inside they house
Like he don't know nun about mortgage