Diabolic Entity
Niggas really broke niggas really fans to me
I ain't never trustin shit ain't no capping G
I be moving fast and I be moving quick
I just count my bucks and my mind business
Stack up it up like get like 6 digits
Niggas be the same imma misfit
Niggas be lame I want riches
Tunnel vision to addiction
I'm scratching i'm itching
Burning like a incent
I hope yall don't miss it
I'm sliding and i'm slipping
I'm grinding on a mission
Stay true to my religon
I shoot him I won't miss him
Trueys on my denim
These not bullets they missles
No jokes this not a riddle
White hoe want my pickle
I don't be surprised of the lying
They be lying
I get high as fuck I don't need a percocet
But I feel dry as fuck nigga where the yerkies at
She say I got the midas touch I ain't fuck her yet
My head feel light as fuck cause that gas i'm burning yeah
I took a addy now my stomach turning yeah
My plate like big as hell and I ain't even order yet
Bitch i'm by myself I don't need a audience
Validation is irrevlant
I do shit for the hell of it
Walk through my mind its hell again
I'm off the wall need medicine
I win OT I do extra sprints
I need excorist
Y'all got think i'm dumber than a motherfucker
You a goofy if you think i'll trust another motherfucker
I just got my team
I just got my brothers
I left that hoe on see cause I ain't wanna fuck her
I ain't never trustin shit ain't no capping G
I be moving fast and I be moving quick
I just count my bucks and my mind business
Stack up it up like get like 6 digits
Niggas be the same imma misfit
Niggas be lame I want riches
Tunnel vision to addiction
I'm scratching i'm itching
Burning like a incent
I hope yall don't miss it
I'm sliding and i'm slipping
I'm grinding on a mission
Stay true to my religon
I shoot him I won't miss him
Trueys on my denim
These not bullets they missles
No jokes this not a riddle
White hoe want my pickle
I don't be surprised of the lying
They be lying
I get high as fuck I don't need a percocet
But I feel dry as fuck nigga where the yerkies at
She say I got the midas touch I ain't fuck her yet
My head feel light as fuck cause that gas i'm burning yeah
I took a addy now my stomach turning yeah
My plate like big as hell and I ain't even order yet
Bitch i'm by myself I don't need a audience
Validation is irrevlant
I do shit for the hell of it
Walk through my mind its hell again
I'm off the wall need medicine
I win OT I do extra sprints
I need excorist
Y'all got think i'm dumber than a motherfucker
You a goofy if you think i'll trust another motherfucker
I just got my team
I just got my brothers
I left that hoe on see cause I ain't wanna fuck her
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Writer(s): Jordan Allen
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