Angels Vs Demons
Hmmm, Nooooo
Right now
Yeah
I got pressure on my shoulder, I got Demons on
My angels work harder than my Demons on
Blood on tha streets and she got red Bottoms
I cut these fake niggas, I need my Racks on
These niggas gang gang, I'm smart
I keep my distance
I'm not gang banging, but I'm from The trenches
I need my bread up
Cut these demons off
I gotta pray huh
I don't play huh
Dawg my mind stronger, I been solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no Fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill
(Yea yea)
Fuck these bandz up I need a mil' (Yea yea)
Dawg my mind stronger, I been solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill (Yea yea)
Fuck these bandz up I need a mil' (Hmm hmm)
Work hard my grind real, I need sum Paper
(Sum paper)
Real talk to my younginz they tryna Be better
(Real talk)
I'm a self-made, never stop I'm a go-getter
(Go-getter)
If I'm rich I know these bitches gon' Wanna chatter
(Pfff)
I was in the field, but I ain't playin' Ball (Playin' ball)
Niggas got clip call my shooters Chris Paul
(Shhh)
Yea passin' the smoke call it Give and Go
(Give and Go)
You ain't my dawg If you don't know MST double O
(No no)
I got sum cash yeah and I need sum
More
Fuck these thotties I just come and Go yeah
These racks too big for tha skinny Clothes
Niggas actin' shady got me on my tip Toe
Ain't got time for all these eyes and These fake hoes
I can't trust 100 percent, my dawg Can be foes
Ain't got time for all these eyes and These fake hoes
I can't trust 100 percent, my dawg Can be foes
I got pressure on my shoulder, I got Demons on
(Hmm hmm)
My angels work harder than my Demons on
(Demons on)
Blood on tha streets and she got red Bottoms
(Red bottoms)
I cut these fake niggas, I need my Racks on
(Racks on)
These niggas gang gang, I'm smart
I keep my distance (Hmm hmm)
I'm not gang banging, but I'm from The trenches
(Hmm hmm)
I need my bread up
Cut these demons off (Demons off)
I gotta pray huh
I don't play huh
Dawg my mind stronger, I been solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no Fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill (Yea yea)
Fuck these bands up I need a mil' (Yea yea)
Dawg my mind stronger, I been Solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no Fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill
(Yea yea)
Fuck these bands up I need a mil' (Hmm hmm)
Yeah
Droptop brazzy
Diamond dancing like Breezy
Big dracs Dreezy
I'm goin' krazy
Big dawg wit me
Blackface
Right now
Yeah
I got pressure on my shoulder, I got Demons on
My angels work harder than my Demons on
Blood on tha streets and she got red Bottoms
I cut these fake niggas, I need my Racks on
These niggas gang gang, I'm smart
I keep my distance
I'm not gang banging, but I'm from The trenches
I need my bread up
Cut these demons off
I gotta pray huh
I don't play huh
Dawg my mind stronger, I been solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no Fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill
(Yea yea)
Fuck these bandz up I need a mil' (Yea yea)
Dawg my mind stronger, I been solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill (Yea yea)
Fuck these bandz up I need a mil' (Hmm hmm)
Work hard my grind real, I need sum Paper
(Sum paper)
Real talk to my younginz they tryna Be better
(Real talk)
I'm a self-made, never stop I'm a go-getter
(Go-getter)
If I'm rich I know these bitches gon' Wanna chatter
(Pfff)
I was in the field, but I ain't playin' Ball (Playin' ball)
Niggas got clip call my shooters Chris Paul
(Shhh)
Yea passin' the smoke call it Give and Go
(Give and Go)
You ain't my dawg If you don't know MST double O
(No no)
I got sum cash yeah and I need sum
More
Fuck these thotties I just come and Go yeah
These racks too big for tha skinny Clothes
Niggas actin' shady got me on my tip Toe
Ain't got time for all these eyes and These fake hoes
I can't trust 100 percent, my dawg Can be foes
Ain't got time for all these eyes and These fake hoes
I can't trust 100 percent, my dawg Can be foes
I got pressure on my shoulder, I got Demons on
(Hmm hmm)
My angels work harder than my Demons on
(Demons on)
Blood on tha streets and she got red Bottoms
(Red bottoms)
I cut these fake niggas, I need my Racks on
(Racks on)
These niggas gang gang, I'm smart
I keep my distance (Hmm hmm)
I'm not gang banging, but I'm from The trenches
(Hmm hmm)
I need my bread up
Cut these demons off (Demons off)
I gotta pray huh
I don't play huh
Dawg my mind stronger, I been solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no Fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill (Yea yea)
Fuck these bands up I need a mil' (Yea yea)
Dawg my mind stronger, I been Solid (Yea yea)
My pops told me "you can't have no Fear" (Yea yea)
Left the hood, so we gotta chill
(Yea yea)
Fuck these bands up I need a mil' (Hmm hmm)
Yeah
Droptop brazzy
Diamond dancing like Breezy
Big dracs Dreezy
I'm goin' krazy
Big dawg wit me
Blackface
Credits
Writer(s): Givenchy Borgella
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