Murder & Millions

Cutthroat La Familia, yeah Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), love (Love) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), drugs (Yeah) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), love (Love) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), love (Drugs) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), drugs (Drugs) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), love (Yeah) Murder (Murder), kill, for a dollar bill Got that heat on my waist you better be chill This shit we call life real House so big front yard like a football field And it still get built I'm on my road to riches you know what it is I put that on King Mill (Yeah) Blue diamonds sometimes they look teal (Ice) Why this nigga bitch up in my grill? Out in Houston, they calling me trill, in New York they be saying I'm ill Glizock told me I'm worth a bill' Yeah, lil' nigga a billion Niggas want me dead it should've been done My young niggas catch bodies for income These rap niggas my lil' son-sons, that's why she call me daddy Yeah, these bitch-ass niggas need pom-poms I keep me a stick like a granny Yeah, these bitch-ass niggas don't want none Lord know this shit'll get tragic I turned nothing to sum' I'm happy I'll take off my head and then pull out a rabbit (Yeah) All this pain got me fallin' in love with drugs I grew up 'round hustlers, some dope fiends and some thugs They say it will kill you if you loved it too much It's Cutthroat La Familia, and we represent, what? Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), love (Love) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), drugs (Yeah) Murder, millions, finesse, love Murder, millions, finesse, love (Yeah) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), drugs (Drugs) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), love (Yeah) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), drugs (Drugs) Murder (Murder), millions (Millions), finesse (Finesse), love (The fuck)