DEMON TIMING

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Jacques Aroha

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Aye, I said f*ck my auntie's son
That nigga ain't my cousin, he a whore
I told Brody, call the Navy up
We bout to go to war
I made 37 million plays without a single award
And we was always making plays
So all my demons on the board
Throw up a five, this shit forever
Get it tatted on my sleeve
I feel like Shiesty G, but you won't see me posting RIPs
I roll a wood and light it good
I take a hit and then I breathe
Damn, I'm too hot up in this bitch
Open that door, light it in a breeze

Yeah, I know he's still my blood, but I stay screaming f*ck my cousin
Slimy nigga from my opposition block, he got to runnin
Steady mentioning my name in all your songs
You not a hunnid, go pick up a gun
And slide out right before we get to gunning
Oh, you thought that I was done
Well, let's go f*ck that nigga Bryson
Steady all up in my inbox, I ain't never seen you fighting
I'ma it you with a hook and knock you out just like I'm Tyson
And I said this all before, but I'm back on my demon timing
Call up Maya, I need my 400 back before we slide
She said, I don't do no refunds
So don't waste your fucking time
So I'm like bet then I bang the line
I call up Goofy, get the pipe, we slide out
We gon' end this bitch's life
So let's bring out his lil' homie, let him see what we been working with
We some niggas from the Lou, so we don't do that serpant shit
Slimy ass, scamming ass, niggas never been legit
But 20 bands up on that nigga head
So bro finished it

Aye, I said f*ck my auntie's son
That nigga ain't my cousin, he a whore
I told Brody, call the Navy up
We bout to go to war
I made 37 million plays without a single award
And we was always making plays
So all my demons on the board
Throw up a five, this shit forever
Get it tatted on my sleeve
I feel like Shiesty G, but you won't see me posting RIPs
I roll a wood and light it good
I take a hit and then I breathe
Damn, I'm too hot up in this bitch
Open that door, light it in a breeze

We got bombs up in this bitch, just like we run the Taliban
20 million for a ransom, send the money on demand
Like Osama, you been lacking, life gon run you 20 bands
We spun to this block, he wasn't there
We spun back to get his friend
Call me a virgin, by the pussy never on my mind
All these niggas in my inbox, I ain't even got the time
I told Brody, take a note, I'ma make it with my rhymes
I been spazzing on this mic since I was 10, I'm on my grind
All my haters really petty, tryna see me in a hearse
N.M.I.O.R, I'm about to put that shit back in the dirt
I been smoking that Bryson Pack I know his mom hurt
And I ain't ever been a singer, don't compare my hash to Durk

Aye, I said f*ck my auntie's son
That nigga ain't my cousin, he a whore
I told Brody, call the Navy up
We bout to go to war
I made 37 million plays without a single award
And we was always making plays
So all my demons on the board
Throw up a five, this shit forever
Get it tatted on my sleeve
I feel like Shiesty G, but you won't see me posting RIPs
I roll a wood and light it good
I take a hit and then I breathe
Damn, I'm too hot up in this bitch
Open that door, light it in a breeze

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