Gotta
Gotta lot of demons tryna end me
Gotta lot of friends that turned to enemies
Gotta turn it up so pass the Henny please
Gotta be yo self you can't pretend to be
No one better off being ya self
Cuz when u all alone ain't no one ever there to help
Keep this pain inside me so no one could ever tell
They don't care about they just wan see you fail
Only care about you when feet cold skin pale
Sliding on thin ice it feel like I'm livin in hell
I got what you need it's finna blow its finna sell
Yea I got that package I'm a ship it thru the mail
You could hit me on my cell
28 that's on the scale
I'm On they ass I'm on they tail
I leave my mark and make a trail
Bitch I'm destined to prevail
Make it snow I make it hail
Smoke a wood and pour the lean up in a cherry ginger ale
Hold up man cut that shit why the fucc these niggas keep sleeping on me man
Like I ain't the hottest round the hottest in the town
I'm a show these niggas why they need to wake the fucc up
Cuz I'm turnin up all year
Punch that shit in gang
Gotta lot of demons tryna end me
Gotta lot of friends that turned to enemies
Gotta turn it up so pass the Henny please
Gotta be yo self you can't pretend to be
Gotta lot of friends that turned to enemies
Gotta turn it up so pass the Henny please
Gotta be yo self you can't pretend to be
No one better off being ya self
Cuz when u all alone ain't no one ever there to help
Keep this pain inside me so no one could ever tell
They don't care about they just wan see you fail
Only care about you when feet cold skin pale
Sliding on thin ice it feel like I'm livin in hell
I got what you need it's finna blow its finna sell
Yea I got that package I'm a ship it thru the mail
You could hit me on my cell
28 that's on the scale
I'm On they ass I'm on they tail
I leave my mark and make a trail
Bitch I'm destined to prevail
Make it snow I make it hail
Smoke a wood and pour the lean up in a cherry ginger ale
Hold up man cut that shit why the fucc these niggas keep sleeping on me man
Like I ain't the hottest round the hottest in the town
I'm a show these niggas why they need to wake the fucc up
Cuz I'm turnin up all year
Punch that shit in gang
Gotta lot of demons tryna end me
Gotta lot of friends that turned to enemies
Gotta turn it up so pass the Henny please
Gotta be yo self you can't pretend to be
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Writer(s): Camo Guap
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