RIOTS

Ohhh oh oh
Oh oh

I feel like i'm dying
Riots in my head
I feel like i'm dying
Riots in my head

No I don't really want to go to sleep
There's loads of people trying to get a hold of me
It's so deceiving
Never really opened either
Hopefully they saving me my soul to keep
You got a pole you need it I ain't folding easy
Bitch I roll with heat so keep a chrome at reach
You got to know your demons
And find your reasons
Keep a low profile on this cold cold evening

Oh
He don't want no smoke
Forty to his dome
Now that boy in trouble
Uh oh oh
We gotta set the tone
We trying to get him gone
Ran up on a double

Sit on the base line
Bitch ima make mine
I know it take time
But I can't waste mine
And I can't stay high
But bitch I stay high
Hit me on FaceTime
GLock on my waste-line

I feel like i'm dying
Riots in my head
I feel like i'm dying
Riots in my head

Now I come harder
I'm saucy like some tarter
I'm dropping like some water pussy wet be like the harbor
I fucked that nigga daughter
Fucked up just like your barber
They calling me retarded but I think it's cause i'm smarter

Bitch I make a lot of money might as well make me a president
Put me on a bill and bump my shit
Nigga i'm heaven sent
I'm worth about a mill I just ain't never get my letter yet
We hop out, pop the trunk just like a mother-fucking elephant

Wait bitch I need a minute I ain't been really sleeping
Been plotting and been scheming Don't none these niggas hear me
My message on deliver why won't you niggas read it
My pockets getting bigger you niggas won't believe it

I run the digits up and I don't give a fuck
And I'm the hottest one out of my city yeah
Bitch I got a bag you need to get you one
I got the niggas mad but i don't give a fuck

Oh
He don't want no smoke
Forty to his dome
Now that boy in trouble
Uh oh oh
We gotta set the tone
We trying to get him gone
Ran up on a double

I feel like i'm dying
Riots in my head
I feel like i'm dying
Riots in my head

Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Sikrad Darkis
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