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demons you let get up in your bed
Til' they in your head
Spiritually feel dead
But God can resurrect and give what satan never did
For yourself and your

think wrong
Beating my chest like king kong
I'ma make a match with you like pingpong
Fire words back and forth ready your tongue
By the time over the bell

all over me
Nearly lost my mind you controlling me
Had to lose myself just to find you baby
I called on God then you called on me
The view be better

my prescription then yo head gone get lopped
Throw the rest in the swamp bunch of dirty bottom feeders
Catfished enticed by the prices leeches
Get

drop of the 8
Till I can’t see straight sleep it off next day
Back at it can’t change better stay in your lane
Have my dog put a bullet to your brain
Ya

one
Fuck it, now we all streaming
Ayee
I'm still out here gettin bread
Still gettin bomb ass head
Still giving bomb ass head
Do i keep my bitch happy

He got is faith
Them choppa bullets prolly put him
In a better place
Walk-ups and drive-bys lettin' shells fly
If I die let me goto hell high goodbye

of the ring too (sigh)
I go to enter under the assessment that he would leave
But my bad shoulda' known better (huh, yeah)
Common sense goes out the window

out, if you want it, better pray and wish
I'm just here to get the fuckin' toppy why yo pants unzipped
Dumpin' clips at my opps  like  I'm takin' pics

Insta (get off my Insta)
Get him killed by the night for a sixty
I sent it, I can't even risk it
Opps want me finished but I'm steadily winnin'
Youngest,

only me cause ya'll niggas love to disturb my flow

Couple different smiles wit' muscle just ain't enough to fool me
Gotta knock these shoes off my toes

Fresh off the Garden picked by my mama
You rappers getting rotten you need some manure
I dont wear designer clothes Im comfy in Pyjamas
I dont really

The voices are back, back in my head
Saying that I should've left myself dead
They are the predators, they must be fed
I tell you to run but you stay

bar-rio
Makes a mill' up off a sorry hoe
Then sit back and peep my sce-nawr-e-oh
Oops, my bad, that's my scenario
No I can't fuck a scary hoe
Now every

the funeral is over, and all the tears are dried up
Tape band-aids on my cuts tuckin' shells hell! we're fired up
Touched my brother's hand in the casket i miss

Conversation is worthless
I'd rather take on my verses
I'm gettin head from the nurses
I break the neck of the serpent
I'm breaking bread down

that sharp in the head and your vision ain't clear
I told my mom let's change the diet up
I feel like a beast and I'm fired up
God body
In tune with my

Lift you over my head then get this weight up off my shoulders
Then fill that hole back in with the dirt some piss rats and Roaches
Clocked in never

inside of my dream
Where im from we do not run
Dont be dumb
Better get a gun You know ima come
Now you done
Even if your lil rifle got a drum
off the rum

the bread 
Your enemies is broke my enemies is dead
My consignment cost a arm and a leg
Don't pay chop his and his leg 
Leave your ass crippled better pack

and reparations and one religion and one dead nation
Oh my God, oh snot, ew, mucus all over
Even if you want to live your life, guess what
You're probably gonna die

I urinate it will be over your grave"
Skylar's so white like, "oh my god Becky Starbucks my fave!"
Like a car, like a Dodge Charger, I'm about to blow

love us
Dead or in jail is our Hall of Fame
I've seen career ending injuries
I watched others lose hope and trade
My OG told me to bang
My GG told me

looking for him
I'd play my little songs in the car next to you boo
She bob her head and say, "damn! Oh, that's you?"
But by the last anthem, I was feeling