Devil on Vacation

Aye
Firearm on the waistline I'll take a nigga life before he take mine
And I got these drugs in my veins to keep my body workin
Lot of error in my ways I know I ain't perfect
Had a talk with my cousin on the phone the other day
I told him I was gonna trade my soul for the fame
He said be careful that's a dangerous game
If you dance with the devil you will never be the same

Yeah fuckin' with them mamacitas
I am that nigga why he so conceited
Why he got his chains on so you can see him
Can't name not one test I ain't cheated
Before I take a L I'll hit him with the K
They told me not to do it but I did it anyways
Learn how to scam sit at home getting paid
Money comin' in like a thousand different ways
Dirt on my Uggs my bitch bag Burkin
I got it out the mud and she got it out of Berkeley
Gettin chauffeured in the Rolls with the curtains
Make sure they closed cause these bitch niggas lurkin
I know a few basers who ran out from my packs
I let them get complacent and then I get them back
Back up off the bases when I'm about to bat
You can see it in they faces it's a fuckin' wrap
Frozen and icy I'm colder than Anchorage
I go to the islands and fuck on a Jamaican bitch
I remember I was at the bottom like an anklet
Fell through the floor now I be on that Satan shit
I done lost the love of my life to a white guy
You were gonna give a nigga love for a lifetime
I was gonna drip you in Celine and some more shit
We were gonna have wet dreams and you torched them
Forty-five Sig when I'm whippin' in the Porsche
Cause I know they wanna kill the kid like abortion
What am I to do when they gun for me
Bullet stop a nigga if he run to me
Bitches on my dick and they come for me
I been burnin' bridges to the third degree
You had it on lock until I turned the key
Doctor with the chopper doin' surgery
I'ma let it play like an orchestra
Don't be tryin' copy how I write don't be forgin' stuff
Where I'm from you either on they side or they torture ya
I'ma probably die a representative of Florida
Bitch I got an army I'm commandin' for the sieges
Take a nigga throne now I command the kingdom
You gotta be quick on your feet around here cause
I don't ever keep none of my dawgs on they leashes
I know a nice pawg and she live around the way
You can never hit it raw you can't even touch her face
You pay her to fuck she pay me to keep her safe
Violate her and I gotta dig your grave

Aye
Firearm on the waistline I'll take a nigga life before he take mine
And I got these drugs in my veins to keep my body workin
Lot of error in my ways I know I ain't perfect
Had a talk with my cousin on the phone the other day
I told him I was gonna trade my soul for the fame
He said be careful that's a dangerous game
If you dance with the devil you will never be the same



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Writer(s): Tranod Davis
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