Numbas

I got demons that's fighting my angels
They getting way too aggressive
Try my best not to fall for a label
I'm starting to get way too reckless
Picking and choosing I'm stressing
I'm still not learning my lesson
When I get ready to aim duck
Got this bang tucked I'm in love with the Wesson
If we sliding we aim for the head
We gon make sure that he dead
Tryna take over the city
My niggas won't listen they toting a 50 instead
Remember nights used to sleep in a telly or have to make pallets
Ain't have my own bed
Now I'm up and been making my bucks
No this shit is not luck
Give a fuck what they said

In my life it's a whole lotta action
You can't tell now who real or who acting
Different bitches im finding attractive
Can't keep track of the bitches I'm smashing
Flip through my Benjis and jacksons
Wanna make me a living off rapping
Critics and groupies want me to react
But I'm sitting back writing it keep me relaxing
It's mountain that gotta climb
Told me to wait now its my time
Boy do not test me my niggas some criminals
Don't gotta pay em to creep from behind
They know I'm on a mission to get out these trenches
They willing do any crime
While I'm working they out and they lurking
If you think you got it they taking what's mine
Phone up on DND ain't gotta decline
My life like TNT I wanna rewind
We in the BNB she wanna be mine
Wont be my BM bitch leaving you behind
Ice out the AP my diamonds gon freeze time
I got a purpose so I can't have free time
He said don't lack nigga tripping I keep mine
Told me be safe bro don't worry I'll be fine
That hoe keep stressing me
Niggas running just to get ahead of me
They be fronting they know that they scared of me
Moving different I gotta move carefully
If I send em a body they fetching it
So let's pop this shit off like a beverage
Know that nigga won't up it he hesitant
We gon sleep us a nigga no medicine

I got demons that's fighting my angels
They getting way too aggressive
Try my best not to fall for a label
I'm starting to get way too reckless
Picking and choosing I'm stressing
I'm still not learning my lesson
When I get ready to aim duck
Got this bang tucked I'm in love with the Wesson
If we sliding we aim for the head
We gon make sure that he dead
Tryna take over the city
My niggas won't listen they toting a 50 instead
Remember nights used to sleep in a telly or have to make pallets
Ain't have my own bed
Now I'm up and been making my bucks
No this shit is not luck
Give a fuck what they said



Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Redmond
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