Voices (feat. Manny Lyriq)

Voices, hear em' in my head
Wake up out the bed, Manny go and get the spread
Voices, hear em' in my head
Wake up out the bed, Manny go and get the spread

Gone stack that money, build it up like Legos, oh for sure
It's been like that since cuzzo stayed in Maple, flipping bos
I'd rather lay low, niggas too unstable to sit at the table
I'd rather make some queso from Bezos, than sip Anejo
Tell my baby we gone touch some M's, need a little patience
That money still be coming in, even on vacations
Talking real estate, house on the lake, buy me some acres
Got this grind up out the mud, dawg, don't ask me for no favors
My blocks, they booming with the P's, lows for 750
Za's for 18, if you shopping, come and get it
All my niggas getting money, bet not ask about the credit
All my niggas getting money, bet not ask about the ticket
Voices, telling me don't leave the Glock
Voices, yeah, gang tryna set you up
Voices, selling girl, I throw in some cut
That's on gang, I never change, I never switch it up

Voices, hear em' in my head
Wake up out this bed, J Dot. go and get this bread
Voices, I can hear em' in my head
Wake up out this bed, J Dot. go and get this bread

I'm getting money until the police arrest or kill me
Cops and robbers is a game that we play for a living
Talked to him before he died, shout out my nigga, Nitty
My niggas plugs, we all serve different sections of the city
This pistol, rather get caught with it than get caught without it
Black caught a attitude in Miami about that chopper
But I feel him, I don't want that coffin
Rather get weapons under disability charges, yeah
I'm in these streets, so I'm a sinner
My bitch just text me, said, let's go to dinner
My white boy want with them blues, he in Mentor
What a decision, that voice told me to go and get it, I'm hearing

Voices, hear em' in my head
Wake up out the bed, Manny go and get the spread
Voices, I can hear em' in my head
Wake up out this bed, J Dot. go and get this bread

We pulling strings like a violin, I'm tied in
Summertime, I've been grinding, we fly em' in
Thank you, Lord, for my blessings, no more breaks around me
Got my old bitches mad, cause I forgot about them
Can't be dwelling on them losses, busy worried bout wins
Cut them leeches off, close friends, some kin
Lately, I've been riding dolo, me and FN, ducked behind tint
I'm riding light, she drive Benz
Me and baby pushing pressure, shining like some diamonds
She just want a little hookah, catch a tan, go shopping
It ain't nothin' to spend some money on my bitch, I got it
Get it in, move it fast, like I'm supersonic
Ain't talking Cali, or no Lakers, I'm making magic
Houdini, with the work, if I need extra stacking
Fuck the feds, double fuck em', Mr. make it happen
Take that whip to the mechanic, get it checked for trackers
I ain't tripping on that half a brick, I flushed it, I learned a lesson
Don't keep nothing where you sleep at, don't let them catch it
When you hustling, keep them ends tied, bitches and men lie
My money don't man, she ain't never switch sides
Seen a nigga yesterday, wanted to kill him, ain't care bout no witness
Prison is filled with bunch of niggas, can't control they feelings
One voice said, you tripping, one voice told me, get him
Honestly, if I killed him, end up doing life in prison
Won't regret a minute

Voices, hear em' in my head
Wake up out the bed, Manny go and get the spread
Voices, I can hear em' in my head
Wake up out this bed, J Dot. go and get this bread

Voices, I hear voices
I hear voices in my head
Voices
Some alive, some are dead
I hear voices
I hear voices in my head
Mmmm, mmmm, yeah
I hear voices
Voices, voices, voices, voices



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Brantley
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