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)