Chords for Murder On My Mind

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Ab

C

Gm

G

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[Fm]
[C] Hey I'm in the studio [G] bro.
Oh [Ab] no you at coffee, pardon me.
[Fm]
[C] [Gm] Yeah I'm at the studio, hold up though.
[Ab]
I ain't get to roll no [Fm] weed, I ain't get to roll no swishers.
[C] I was locked up on [G] Christmas, I ain't get to see my niggas.
[Ab] I ain't get to hug my [Fm] mama, couldn't even give her no [Cm] kisses.
Can't even post on my [Gm] Instagram, could each pussy nigga be snitching?
[Ab] Everybody acting [Fm] suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping.
[C] When I'm all alone in my jail [G] cell, I tend to get in my [Ab] feelings.
And all I smoke is that [Fm] loud, don't pass me no [Cm] midget.
And I'ma smoke all of my pain [Gm] away, cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it.
I [Ab] don't understand you [Fm] women, who go around [F] pretending.
[C] As if they really fuck [G] with me, so I love them all from a distance.
[Ab] To the same bitch, say she down [Fm] to ride, be the main one who's [C] tricking.
Got my limits with [G] promethazine, cause every time I wake up in [Ab] the morning, I got [Fm] murder on my mind.
AK [C]-47s, MAC [G]-11s, Glastonines, and all these pussies.
[Ab] Hatin', trying to [Fm] knock me off my grind.
But I [C] can't let them do it, I got [G] murder on my mind, bitch, I got [Ab] murder on my mind.
[Fm] I got [Cm] murder on my mind.
[Gm] I got [Ab] murder on my mind.
I got [Fm] [C] murder on my mind.
I got [G] murder on my mind.
Yellow tape [Ab] around his body, it's a [Fm] fucking homicide.
His [Cm] face is on a t-shirt and his [Gm] family's traumatized.
I didn't [Ab] even need to shoot him, he just [Fm] caught me by surprise.
I [C] reloaded my gun, get back [Gm] inside him.
Twice his body dropped down to [Ab] the floor and he had to [Fm] drop to his eyes.
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was [Gm] afraid to die.
I told him it's [Ab] too late, my friend, it's [Fm] time to say goodbye.
And he died inside [Cm] my arms, blood all on [Gm] my shirt.
Wake up in [Ab] the morning, I got [Fm] murder on my mind.
AK [C]-47s, MAC [G]-11s, Glastonines, and all these pussies.
[Ab] Hatin', trying to knock [Fm] me off my grind.
But I [C] can't let him do it, I got [G] murder on my mind.
Bitch, I got murder on [Ab] my mind.
Murder [F] [C] on my mind.
[G]
[Ab] [Fm] I got [C] murder on my mind.
I got [Gm] murder on my mind.
[Cm] Bite my tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal.
Melly's a savage, no, he's not no [C] amateur.
Bad bitch, not every one.
Fucked her [G] on camera.
Bitch, I'm a murderer.
[Ab] I might just kill the boy, don't [Fm] wanna kill the boy.
Bake him up, say he won't be free, don't grill [C] the boy.
[G] I'm bleeding so red, I might dip [Ab] his ass in it and spill the boy.
[C] Murder on my mind.
[Gm] I got [Ab] murder on my mind.
[Fm] I got [C] murder on my mind.
[Gm] Wake up in [Ab] the morning, I got [Fm] murder on my mind.
[Cm] AK-47s, MAC [Gm]-11s, Glastonines, and all these [Ab] pussies.
Hatin', trying to knock [Fm] me off my grind.
But I can't let [Cm] them do it.
I got [Gm] murder on my mind.
Bitch, I got murder on [Ab] my mind.
[Fm] I got murder on [C] my mind.
[Gm] I got murder on [Fm] my mind.
I got murder on [C] my mind.
I got [Gm] murder on my mind.
[Ab] [Fm]
[C] [Gm]
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Gm
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C
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_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
[C] Hey I'm in the studio [G] bro.
_ _ Oh [Ab] no you at coffee, pardon me.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Gm] Yeah I'm at the studio, hold up though.
[Ab]
I ain't get to roll no [Fm] weed, I ain't get to roll no swishers.
[C] I was locked up on [G] Christmas, I ain't get to see my niggas.
[Ab] I ain't get to hug my [Fm] mama, couldn't even give her no [Cm] kisses.
Can't even post on my [Gm] Instagram, could each pussy nigga be snitching?
[Ab] Everybody acting [Fm] suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping.
[C] When I'm all alone in my jail [G] cell, I tend to get in my [Ab] feelings.
And all I smoke is that [Fm] loud, don't pass me no [Cm] midget.
And I'ma smoke all of my pain [Gm] away, cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it.
I [Ab] don't understand you [Fm] women, who go around [F] pretending.
[C] As if they really fuck [G] with me, so I love them all from a distance.
[Ab] To the same bitch, say she down [Fm] to ride, be the main one who's [C] tricking.
Got my limits with [G] promethazine, cause every time I wake up in [Ab] the morning, I got [Fm] murder on my mind.
AK [C]-47s, MAC [G]-11s, Glastonines, and all these pussies.
[Ab] Hatin', trying to [Fm] knock me off my grind.
But I [C] can't let them do it, I got [G] murder on my mind, bitch, I got [Ab] murder on my mind.
_ _ [Fm] _ I got [Cm] murder on my mind.
[Gm] _ I got [Ab] murder on my mind.
I got [Fm] _ _ _ [C] murder on my mind.
I got [G] murder on my mind.
Yellow tape [Ab] around his body, it's a [Fm] fucking homicide.
His [Cm] face is on a t-shirt and his [Gm] family's traumatized.
I didn't [Ab] even need to shoot him, he just [Fm] caught me by surprise.
I [C] reloaded my gun, get back [Gm] inside him.
Twice his body dropped down to [Ab] the floor and he had to [Fm] drop to his eyes.
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was [Gm] afraid to die.
I told him it's [Ab] too late, my friend, it's [Fm] time to say goodbye.
And he died inside [Cm] my arms, blood all on [Gm] my shirt.
Wake up in [Ab] the morning, I got [Fm] murder on my mind.
AK [C]-47s, MAC [G]-11s, Glastonines, and all these pussies.
[Ab] Hatin', trying to knock [Fm] me off my grind.
But I [C] can't let him do it, I got [G] murder on my mind.
Bitch, I got murder on [Ab] my mind.
Murder [F] _ _ _ [C] on my mind.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _ I got [C] murder on my mind.
I got [Gm] murder on my mind. _
[Cm] Bite my tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal.
Melly's a savage, no, he's not no [C] amateur.
Bad bitch, not every one.
Fucked her [G] on camera.
Bitch, I'm a murderer. _
[Ab] I might just kill the boy, don't [Fm] wanna kill the boy.
Bake him up, say he won't be free, don't grill [C] the boy.
_ [G] I'm bleeding so red, I might dip [Ab] his ass in it and spill the boy.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ Murder on my mind.
_ _ [Gm] _ I got [Ab] murder on my mind.
_ _ [Fm] _ _ I got [C] murder on my mind.
_ _ [Gm] _ _ Wake up in [Ab] the morning, I got [Fm] murder on my mind.
[Cm] AK-47s, MAC [Gm]-11s, Glastonines, and all these [Ab] pussies.
Hatin', trying to knock [Fm] me off my grind.
But I can't let [Cm] them do it.
I got [Gm] murder on my mind.
Bitch, I got murder on [Ab] my mind.
_ _ [Fm] _ I got murder on [C] my mind.
[Gm] _ I got murder on [Fm] my mind.
_ I got murder on [C] my mind.
I got [Gm] murder on my mind. _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _