Murda - Ryan Caraveo

If I mark off every box, on your precious checklist, why

Am I still a stranger that your friends do not recognize

Who’s the human punching bag

When you feel the pressure rise?

Who’s the one that calms you down

When you need to rest your eyes?

I feel like an officer, just tryna get you to cough it up

I’m sick of running these investigations on you

Cause your friends like the a mafia

They cover up and they lie for ya

But they don’t even put in half the work that I do

Like a murda murda

A murda murda

You try to cover me up

No one has ever heard of

Ever heard of, me 'cause you keep it all hush

But if you love me, love me

Love me, love me

Why doesn’t anyone know

Whenever you close to getting caught up

You get away like a pro

Like a murda murda

A murda murda

You try to cover me up

No one has ever heard of

Ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush

But if you love me, love me

Love me, love me

Why doesn’t anyone know

Whenever you close to getting caught up

You get away like a pro

You don’t smoke no weed

But you’re gas-lighting

Last night, when you were talking to him, I asked nicely

Who was that and fast as lightning you question my sanity

Making me feel crazy just for noticing what’s happening

If it’s real, then please commit

If it’s not, at least admit

Hurting a little is better than killing my time

You stay doing secret shit

When confronted, you plead the fifth

Like keeping it real with the way that you feel is a crime

Like a murda murda

A murda murda

You try to cover me up

No one has ever heard of

Ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush

But if you love me, love me

Love me, love me

Why doesn’t anyone know

Whenever you close to getting caught up

You get away like a pro

Like a murda murda

A murda murda

You try to cover me up

No one has ever heard of

Ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush

But if you love me, love me

Love me, love me

Why doesn’t anyone know

Whenever you close to getting caught up

You get away like a pro

A murder

A murder

Let me

Whenever you close to getting caught up

You get away like a pro