Whoooo
Whoooo
Whoooo

Who am I
To tell you what is right or wrong 
Truest eyes 
Will tell me what I need to know
Homicide 
On the news, please come home
Homicide 
Homicide  

Who am I 
Baby, do you really need to know
Blue night sky,
Take my hand, dancing with you makes me overflow
With this love inside,
Maybe its just lust, I do not know 
Or it’s homicide 
Homicide 

Beautiful  
Do you know 
What it’s like 
To love the soul
I-can’t-waste-no-time-no-more
Why-would-I-go-chase-some-whore
Toronto is so, so cold
So much below-low-low the surface
I never told, told, told 
Like some of you hoes, hoes, hoooooes

Tell the truth 
Baby, tell the truth 
It’s ‘bout me and you
And honestly, you might be thinking like me too
But I’m so sick of you 
I’m so sick of you
…

Tell the truth 
Baby did you lie
That’s so low of you
Can’t believe my eyes
It’s just every time
Every single time
You never do me right
Never do me right

Sick and tired of this bullshit 
Dump the full clip 
If you ever did me wrong
To me, you’d be useless
Who’s this
who am i…
Who am I?????

I’m not sure what kind person I would be without you
Out youuuuu
Outtt youuuuu
Outttt youuuuuuu
Outtt youuuuuu
Oooooo
ooooooo
Oooooooo

Who am I
To tell you what is right or wrong 
Truest eyes 
Will tell me what I need to know
Homicide 
On the news, please come home
Homicide 
Homicide  

Who am I 
Baby, do you really need to know
Blue night sky,
Take my hand, dancing with you makes me overflow
With this love inside,
Maybe its just lust, I do not know 
Or it’s homicide 
Homicide

Homicide (prod. Jason x Curls)

(Yuh, yuh, okay) I feel so lost  (god damn)
I don’t know what’s goin on 
might have to pop a perk 
double cup, sippin on it

hella frost in my cup, yuh
okay look I don’t want no hoe bitch 
I just want some love, yuh
fuck all fake shit that they showing
Baby you been going crazy 
You and the hennesey make me feel some kind way and
Loving a bitch is weighing
on my conscience 
Why would I win with a bunch of you losses

Im sorry for all that shi I don’t kno
…I was fucked up then I realize 
MudBabySk you should go solo.
All of the thoughts in my head make me fear I 
Might not ever come back home 
Even though I love that backbone 
Its hard not to love a bad trash hoe 
It’s hard to keep a bitch on a tax role

Gotta, Gotta move, keeping it pushing 
Just wanted money, now how am I lookin 
I hired a stripper to get to the cooking 
Please hit manager if you need booking 
I see a lotta of these rookies tryna gun their way
straight to the top 
All the baddest bitches looking when I walk inside of the function 
I’m dripped in designer from toes to the top 
Toes to the top 
Don’t fuck with the mob Cause you can get popped 
Or you can get robbed 
From toes to the top.

This is the end, end of my time
Here’s the final final bow for the end of my life, 
So sick and tired of the fake shit
All of these bitches copy paste and basic 
Can’t trust a hoe with some run down Asics
If you was wondering if I’m coming home, sorry baby, but I’m not gonna make it
I should just keep my heart empty and vacant

Whole lotta bank account statements
Just for that one shorty that I was chasing
Back then 
When I was super complacent 
Fat men wouldn’t know what kind of money I’m chasing

I pray to the man, up above 
Please give me strength and lots of love 
To help me through all these tough times
I’m proof that diamonds can shine in the mud.

FaDeD (Prod. 6hxul)

(Yeah,) (Yeah,) ( Yeah, Yeahh)

Baby, please 
Tell me this not a dream
I hope it’s reality
I want your L.O.V
E
Put it on me 
Baby, I need you beside me
You could be my peace
I’ll save you in perfect timing

take you shopping at Givenchy 
what did you think i had on me 
she only fuck me for money (yeah)
Percocet make me feel funny (ha)


All of these drugs in my body
Shorty my drug, i love Molly
Keisha got SK tats on her body
Laura keeps calling me fucking retard 

Need you to save me, please baby
Take the pain away from me, baby
Something I hate to see, baby
Is a broke, hating fein, crazy

Need something, you can come to me 
But don't treat me like I'm a tool
Syrup inside of tummy 
Purple Wok make me feel like I'm a ghoul
I chill with my boo

Like what do it to do
10 deep, I'm with the crew
Swag is so sick like the flu
We turning up we be raising the roof
Baby, I need to know the truth
What's it gonn' be like with me and you
What's it gonn' be like with me and you

ooooo habits got me feeling dizzy
Bae is it true that you miss me
New bitch said she need fifty
She coming home with some whisky
taking shots till we feel dizzy 
fell to the floor while shawty was standing over grinning
If I said that I want it ima buy it
baby there's no point in muhfuckin wishing.

“Reality”

Fuck this bitch I thought she was the one but she the same like all these other hoes, 
i guess that’s just how it goes (Yeah)
 

Too drunk and too high so baby can we save the sex
I’ve been going overtime just so I could pop my cheques  
She open up her thighs and told me “fuck a latex, baby”
She looking in my eyes, makes me think she wants a taste test 

I might spark spliff, I’m with your bitch and she said I’m a her favourite motive 
Might of taken way too many pills… if you ain’t noticed
MBSK drifting music, this that shit that gets them floating 

Turn up if you with your man and shake it like its bloated, baby
Shake it like it’s bloated
Shake it like it’s bloated 
Came back from Miami and she looking like her diapers loaded
Shake it like it’s bloated
Shake it like you own it, baby

What the fuck does she want from it all 
What’s the cause of your decision to lead me on

Tequila had you in a choke hold last night
Next day, you said that you were acting in spite of the drugs 
But it still don’t make that shit alright
But trust me when I tell you gonn’ be all fine

I never wanna see your eyes 
Because they hold way too much demise 
I can see that in you, there’s no light 

Damn you made sick with all your lies
Truth could really go a long way in life
I found out that the Devil had a high, high price 
Way too high high high…

Bloated

Made some mistakes that I can’t say I’m proud of
It’s way too late, why’d you call me at this hour, baby
Too much on my plate, I can’t fix it with a shower
Feels like we went to Paris and you pushed me off the Eiffel Tower 

…
It’s true, my mind, I’m out of
I gave you too much power 
You drove me to the brink, and I don’t know what to think 
Anymore 

…
This feels way too familiar, I just let it build inside 
Until I find me a pretty lady that’s so down to ride 
So that she can ease-my-pain and make me feel alive

Oooooooo wow wow
Got me in my blues, singing from the soul, like Lurrie Bell
My last bitch made me feel like I was living in a gory hell
Feeling like no other, think she casted me foreign spellllll

Times tough 
When you’re not hereeee
But I was so rough when shit was not clear, 
oooo

What’s truth 
That’s my one fearrr
Cause what if I don’t like what they gonn’ let me hear 

Teardrops 
But we don’t do tears 
How we ended things, lingered with me many years…

Fake friends 
No, they not peerss

But time passed and I know who’s not dear

…
ya who’s not dearrrr
and she’s not hereeee
but she top tierrr
…
ain’t no love hereeee

SKS

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