Lyrics:
want a world I can believe in
Not one that I wanna be leaving
4 AM and instead of sleeping
I'm at my demon's nightly meeting…
By the toilet coughing,
own
'Cause inner demons fight their battles with fire
Inner demons don't play by the rules
They say "Just push them down, just fight them
hangin’ by my head
Anxiety was killing me
OCD is my enemy
But I’ll fight them demons in my head
Gotta leave them thoughts on read
Imma be alright
Cause
people
Watch them reach their peak too
Bitch niggas
Yeah they see through
But they ain't shit
They ain't fecal
We ain't equal
Too many demons
Possessed by
to be a demon killer?
The word you don't be reading
How you claim to know my father figure?
Pitiful
They go by what they see
And what they feel moving
the serious thugs
You couldn't tell me a thing
I was like my brother
Words went in one ear and out the other
Slangin' and bangin'
With a chip on my
the serious thugs
You couldn't tell me a thing
I was like my brother
Words went in one ear and out the other
Slangin' and bangin'
With a chip on my
On the actual, I swings like I'm Satchel
And brings groovy things to my peoples on the natural
Inclined to align, index to other flow and through
shoot shit like Lockheed
You just a puppet, where’s Robbie?
We stomp him out, call me Ravi, gang
762s hit him like Bart Scott
Feel like getting hit by
to the ceiling
I just need a hundred million
Ice all in my drink, baby come and ride wit me
Tell me when you wanna leave
We could be gone by three
Give you
my mama thinks
cnd be an cDult
Throwin my own cash at the things I never had and I'm never looking back
Still the bad boy
‘Cept I'm grown up,
baby)
For all those platinum and plus (We crush baby)
It's home team back with the true thing
Back with a new thing, back with a new slang mayne
We
To come by Isabel
Demons, my demons
One step behind me
Everywhere I go they come along
And demons, my demons
Always remind me
They keep singing my
Glock
Jackers plot at the spot, by my cot
1000 G's of this pot, all top
I protect every single thing that I've got
We are not going to stop till I pop
We
Falling in the line, if you don't then that's a crime, go on insert a dime, man you're acting
like a mime
Surrounded by these squares, they all fall
in half
And then had shit hangin' by a flap of skin
After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
Pad to pen I'm batty like eyelids when
throw up your sign if you even got one
I used to bust niggas heads open for fun
Chase him down, stomp him out, if he tried to run
I could flip packs,
you worryin' bout what we got?
Curbs, birds, and homies slangin' peacocks
He plot, we plot, he cocked, we shot
Karl Kani stomp these niggas like Reebok
the meanest thing you ever seen
Measured by the Heaven's kings down to the Devil's mezzanine
I've never screamed so loud, I'm proud to be alive
Most heads
'em down my throat
And swallow without water dead by dawn
I told y'all all these dark rooms in
An empty house ain't nothin' fun
Drugs ain't for turnin'
about one damn thing!
One shot, may whatever bring
And I don't care about one damn thing!
You know I come from dirt
You will remember me by the blood
By
On God
By: Luvinnia Flowers
This a Psa.
Dont you ever silence your praise when you have a relationship with god. People gone try to judge you but
should keep your thoughts and hold off on your opinion
Cause I don't fucc about them things you trynna mention
I'm not trying to entertain that shit not
as you have plaques up on your mantle
So now they got your man, come on with the extended hand
The only thing I ask of you is just to understand
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