You cocked back
you thought you had it planned
You thought you had your man
He saw you comin'
he ran when you tried to blast that man
Missed him by inches
he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was
who your bullets entered
Two of ‘em pull through
but one didn’t
son’s finished
You took the life of him
The part about it that’s crazy
you was aight with him
Tight with him
why was he in the way
Why was he standin’
next to the enemy that specific day
His style never hollas loud
stays reclusive
Good dude got that look like
he always about to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick
one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude
who still tried to live out
his old wild out days
They never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong
like a bad massage
These two different
personalities had to collide
Niggas could not aim
and innocent niggas died
You ask why cause of a
Accident murderer
Act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag you put work in
You ain’t mean to murk him
your gun’s a virgin
Streets are full of them
read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
We grew up doin’ graffiti
Now hollows heads gettin’ heated
Seated in foreign cars
constantly gettin’ weeded
Proceeded to count profits
I know they got on binoculars
But fuck ‘em all
we ballin’ ’til they come lock us up
Twenty to life
I’m clubbin’ blowin’ twenty tonight
We the Marlboro
Marley Marlin’ all through the night
Addicted to wealth
never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tech off the shelf
live forever that’s Insha’Allah
Memoirs of a rich nigga
Sweat suits gold chains
old drug dealers
New Benz
chrome rims off a show killer
You niggas accidental shoppers
in back of the limo
Pay your ties stay alive
can’t be dodgin’ my clique
Hundred check
I use your bitch for some bargainin’ chips
In a hole sell your home
nigga go sell your soul
This forty five in control
God forgives and I don’t
Accident murderer
Act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag you put work in
You ain’t mean to murk him
your gun’s a virgin
Streets are full of them
read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
Accident murderer
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
Yo for my nigga that got killed
got hit up
Vodka spills on the concrete
light a swisha
We miss ya
And for that girl
who never made it home
shot in the dome
How they gon’ kill that beautiful sista
Violent adolescents
homicidal with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge
inside of they minds
that I’m guessin’
Tell me who you impressin'
Shooters I knew them
when they was babies
I used to test them
Make ‘em throw up they hands
choke ‘em out playin’ in wrestlin’
Watch ‘em grow to a man
I see them now they reppin’
But they cold blooded homie
wonderin’ where the respect went
Can’t play with these little niggas
gangsta little niggas
Can’t hang with these little niggas
they killin’
they reckless
Wish I could build with him
but will he change really
Some real killers
I think of Wayne Perry
Fake ’til my nigga draws
what you want a name
Tell me
You ain’t mean to kill him
it wasn’t necessary
Accident murderer
Act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag you put work in
You ain’t mean to murk him
your gun’s a virgin
Streets are full of them
read the bulletin
Accident murderer
Act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag you put work in
You ain’t mean to murk him
your gun’s a virgin
Streets are full of them
read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer