inner demons
Clutch and gear now you disappear
Was over there cuzzy now I'm over here
If your not talkin' dosh I don't wanna talk
If your talkin' drugs I might wanna talk
When I'm smokin' on dugu I don't feel the same cuz
Four five go du du we need to get away cuz
Rats and snitches they're all just the same to me
Fags and bitches just get away from me
Writing a statement with a smirk and a cigarette
Think I know who snitched if you really think of it
But when think of it I think of it in past tense
Analyse the fake when you pass them
Take a look into their soul and just read em
Now it's all upto you if you really need em
But I don't really need shit I'm lone wolf
Infiltrate the house then bounce what's he gon' do?
He keeps his money in the draws is it all true?
He killed himself after all the shit that he gone through
Keep your anger to yourself never let it out
Pop out when they don't expect it and air em out
He's saying sorry now he's acting passive
Cut his body then soak it hydro chloric acid
Fuck this I needa choof of my vape
Why these cunts so fake
Can't stand them fuck sake
Catch em lackin' I can't wait
Wipe my tears with my bally
Then I go forra cheech
Moey's up the road
And now he's headin' down the street
He rung my phone he asked where do we meet
I told him you'll see me clear cuz I'm walkin' with feet
He picked me and now we're just crusin'
Rung Fuzz like what are you doin'
Picked him up now we're smokin' on good shit
Doin' hood shit gonna see if we invade and loot shit
Pussy paddy just pulled up to the window
Beamed his light fuzz hit em' with the lingo
Cunt asked what are we upto boys
Fuzz said just kickin' it but we were rippin' it
He goes speak up I can't fuckin' hear ya
And randomly Moey says off time from the family
I thought we were fucked I thought we were thru
But they fucked off to do what pigs do
I'm kickin' I'm man walking home free
Fuck these dogs yous a bitch you can hold deez
Your a ball runner you be touchin' balls
Now what's this talk about throwin' shade
If you get caught will he turn renegade
Fuzz n oz got me when I'm hella fade
Don't gotta billy go and getta Gatorade
Don't gimme any coins when I'm getting paid
Was over there cuzzy now I'm over here
If your not talkin' dosh I don't wanna talk
If your talkin' drugs I might wanna talk
When I'm smokin' on dugu I don't feel the same cuz
Four five go du du we need to get away cuz
Rats and snitches they're all just the same to me
Fags and bitches just get away from me
Writing a statement with a smirk and a cigarette
Think I know who snitched if you really think of it
But when think of it I think of it in past tense
Analyse the fake when you pass them
Take a look into their soul and just read em
Now it's all upto you if you really need em
But I don't really need shit I'm lone wolf
Infiltrate the house then bounce what's he gon' do?
He keeps his money in the draws is it all true?
He killed himself after all the shit that he gone through
Keep your anger to yourself never let it out
Pop out when they don't expect it and air em out
He's saying sorry now he's acting passive
Cut his body then soak it hydro chloric acid
Fuck this I needa choof of my vape
Why these cunts so fake
Can't stand them fuck sake
Catch em lackin' I can't wait
Wipe my tears with my bally
Then I go forra cheech
Moey's up the road
And now he's headin' down the street
He rung my phone he asked where do we meet
I told him you'll see me clear cuz I'm walkin' with feet
He picked me and now we're just crusin'
Rung Fuzz like what are you doin'
Picked him up now we're smokin' on good shit
Doin' hood shit gonna see if we invade and loot shit
Pussy paddy just pulled up to the window
Beamed his light fuzz hit em' with the lingo
Cunt asked what are we upto boys
Fuzz said just kickin' it but we were rippin' it
He goes speak up I can't fuckin' hear ya
And randomly Moey says off time from the family
I thought we were fucked I thought we were thru
But they fucked off to do what pigs do
I'm kickin' I'm man walking home free
Fuck these dogs yous a bitch you can hold deez
Your a ball runner you be touchin' balls
Now what's this talk about throwin' shade
If you get caught will he turn renegade
Fuzz n oz got me when I'm hella fade
Don't gotta billy go and getta Gatorade
Don't gimme any coins when I'm getting paid
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Writer(s): West 10
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