J Cole - Killers Lyrics
Momma I just killed a manMy body still trembling can you feel my handDon't she'd no tears, it won't be long before they find out it was me mommaThis may be the last time you see me free maDon't spend it cryin'You did your best, me I was blessed, know you were stressed tryin'To keep me out the streets, me ducking policeTryin' not to make a peek to wake you up out your sleepA drunk and high foolSkip a class, fluncking high schoolI know you taught me better, somehow I never learnedSaid I was playing with fire, somehoe I never burnedYou tried to set me straight, somehow I never permedYou tried to show me right but somehow I never turnedLost in a cloud of marijuana, are you sane dummyDry your face mommy, your not to blame for meSee I'm a man, I gotta take whatever came for meAt times I wonder 'bout my fatherWould it change for me if he was around?Would I still be running round with the lowlife'sBum ass n-ggas no jobs, no lifeSeen them n-ggas killed for no priceI watched his life flash before his eyes like a strobe lightI pulled the trigger mommaTryna be hard, I aint mean to kill the n-gga mommaBut what's done is doneI'm on the run, I live my life like a movie now it's way too realerWho woulda thought your baby boy woulda grew up to be a killerYeh, now I'm a killerGuess I'm a killerThey got me in here with the killersYeah I mean the killersI wonder what's in store for meLately been stressing, pray for blessings, hope that there's more for meThan just a simple lifeN-ggas that I used to hoop with is doing triple lifeGave up the jump shotWork on the john shotWho woulda thought I used to block this n-ggas lay upsNow he's in a cell layed upI wish you well, stay upLike insomniacsThis life can make a n-gga fold like a laundry matI sip this cognac though to ease my brain from all this painAnd so that I react slow, in this fast worldSlow n-ggas, fast girlsHoes give up ass while these ho n-ggas hold triggersBlast on 'emHold up that old checker flag for 'emChalk lines by the do not park signIt's deep, all these cold hearted n-ggas holding heatI'd rather blast before they steal a n-ggaTell 'em now boy, don't make me turn into a killerYeah, into a killerDon't make me turn into a killerYeah, to a killer, yeh yehTo those who had love for me in the pastWho woulda thought time would fly by so fastI remember back in class we used to make believeLike it was draft daySwore that we would make the league, be richSaturday morning had to rake the leaves, awww shitWatch how they pile upSeem like a mile upI was the blisters on my hand than I dial up my best friendSkating ring is where we headed tonightAnd if a n-gga disrespect, yes we ready to fightIn retrospect that shit seemed pettyAt the time, the shit was heavyCause life was all about your nameYou had to scrap with any n-gga that would call you lameAshamed no doubt, so many n-ggas go they brains blown outSnatched a n-gga chain and he got his name rolled out in obituariesAnother body in a cemetaryAnother young n-gga in the penetentiaryAnd he don't give a f-ck no missionaryRap visionary, paint a picture n-gga pictionaryTell you what it is, I'm a dictionaryI knew a n-gga that threw his d-ck in every chick in every city that he went toWent hard like the rent doTill he met the wrong *****, man just came home ex-convictAnd he stay on with that thrillerShit, f-cking around with them killersYeah, with them killersF-cking around with them killersSay I'm a killer
