Voices in my Head
If I didn't leave PG I probably would be in a cell
Niggas from the DMV forever screaming guns and bells
Homie never hit a lick don't get caught cause he might go tell
Police went to bust the trap house probably think they got cartel
I need to switch the inline engine Dono cannot go too slow
V8 in that new Mercedes' is gon be my common goal
D'usse poured up in her liver turned her right into a hoe
Dono tryna go on tour coronavirus gotta go
Man these niggas think they on some shit until I hit them with the facts
J Rock trapping out the 'ville he finna hit bout twenty racks
Rapping come too easy I will go and murder any track
Hitting licks and dropping dimes they nicknamed me the quarterback
I Got these voices in my head they tryna get you
And you already know they tryna take you with me
Got this demon up inside he tryna get to dissing
But I gotta take my time it's my life that I'm risking
If I go call you my bro you MJ to my Pippen
Used to whip crack on the stove the smell still kinda linger
Got the AR with the scope the trigger on my finger
If we got to go and blow just know my brothers with me
My brothers with me fasho
Don't let me in if I can't bring my pole
You gotta slow down on that bitch it's a go
I stay to myself nigga leave me alone
How many tries til you pick up the phone?
I stay really true yea I stick to the code
Uzi or AK the beam on his dome
Spread like some off or spray like cologne
She get too comfortable she like to spend all my money
I'm watching my mans I'm looking for honesty
Need to know what he know why he start acting funny?
He start acting different he hanging with junkies
He down on his dick he ran to his mommy
He thought he had friends he thought he had plenty
Standing at the sink
All he can think
I Got these voices in my head they tryna get you
And you already know they tryna take you with me
Got this demon up inside he tryna get to dissing
But I gotta take my time it's my life that I'm risking
If I go call you my bro you MJ to my Pippen
Used to whip crack on the stove the smell still kinda linger
Got the AR with the scope the trigger on my finger
If we got to go and blow just know my brothers with me
Niggas from the DMV forever screaming guns and bells
Homie never hit a lick don't get caught cause he might go tell
Police went to bust the trap house probably think they got cartel
I need to switch the inline engine Dono cannot go too slow
V8 in that new Mercedes' is gon be my common goal
D'usse poured up in her liver turned her right into a hoe
Dono tryna go on tour coronavirus gotta go
Man these niggas think they on some shit until I hit them with the facts
J Rock trapping out the 'ville he finna hit bout twenty racks
Rapping come too easy I will go and murder any track
Hitting licks and dropping dimes they nicknamed me the quarterback
I Got these voices in my head they tryna get you
And you already know they tryna take you with me
Got this demon up inside he tryna get to dissing
But I gotta take my time it's my life that I'm risking
If I go call you my bro you MJ to my Pippen
Used to whip crack on the stove the smell still kinda linger
Got the AR with the scope the trigger on my finger
If we got to go and blow just know my brothers with me
My brothers with me fasho
Don't let me in if I can't bring my pole
You gotta slow down on that bitch it's a go
I stay to myself nigga leave me alone
How many tries til you pick up the phone?
I stay really true yea I stick to the code
Uzi or AK the beam on his dome
Spread like some off or spray like cologne
She get too comfortable she like to spend all my money
I'm watching my mans I'm looking for honesty
Need to know what he know why he start acting funny?
He start acting different he hanging with junkies
He down on his dick he ran to his mommy
He thought he had friends he thought he had plenty
Standing at the sink
All he can think
I Got these voices in my head they tryna get you
And you already know they tryna take you with me
Got this demon up inside he tryna get to dissing
But I gotta take my time it's my life that I'm risking
If I go call you my bro you MJ to my Pippen
Used to whip crack on the stove the smell still kinda linger
Got the AR with the scope the trigger on my finger
If we got to go and blow just know my brothers with me
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Writer(s): Donovan Arnason
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