Fever

All in
All in
Now I'm falling deeper
Sipping this gin
It's a creeper
All in
All in
Turn it up on your speaker
Sick on this beat
It's a fever

All in
All in
Devils and Angels are waring
Lord you told me
It's my calling
All in
All in
Turn it up on your speaker
Sick on this beat
It's a fever

I'm in the mix and I'm with bro
Still on the block, still fighting my Demons
Every night when I'm tryna get
Sleep in
All of this thoughts in my mind
Start creepin
I'm with a chick, she ent my girl
Head on her chest explaining
My feelings
I just need someone with whom I
Can reason
Somebody please tell me what is the Meaning

More lean than the Tower of Pisa
Puffin this smoke and we ain't in a Shisha
She say she loyal I know she a cheater
I Can't call you wifey
But so nice to meet you
What am I doing I don't wanna
Be here
What am I doing I don't wanna
Be here
One more day I'ma call it a leap year
A day at a time
I know I will be there

All in
All in
Now I'm falling deeper
Sipping this gin
It's a creeper
All in
All in
Turn it up on your speaker
Sick on this beat
It's a fever

All in
All in
Devils and Angels are waring
Lord you told me
It's my calling
All in
All in
Turn it up on your speaker
Sick on this beat
It's a fever

They think that they know me
But they don't know nothing
We really coming from nothing to Something
They thought I would give up
They thought I was bluffing
I'm really in it until I hit the coffin
How can give up when bros
In the trap
When he ent even tryna do
None of that
Forever in and out of these
Council flats
Grinding for mom and
We're grinding for dad

Birmingham city
These streets too gritty
We're making a living from
Serving up nitties
2 for 15 or Q for the 50
Masking the pain so we're tryna
Get litty
Went to your Church and I thought
They would get me
But I felt rejection and that
Really hit me
I Spoke To the Lord I still need
An answer
Putting my pain on the beat
It's a banger

Pedal to the metal
We win or we crash
It's too late now man
I ent looking back
I know it ent right what we do
In these hoods
Everyday cycle riding with goods
I wish I could take it all back
If I could
What's done is done I'm sorry mom
Shes praying the Devil don't take
Her son
I'm praying the bros
Make it out of the hood

All in
All in
Now I'm falling deeper
Sipping this gin
It's a creeper
All in
All in
Turn it up on your speaker
Sick on this beat
It's a fever

All in
All in
Devils and Angels are waring
Lord you told me
It's my calling
All in
All in
Turn it up on your speaker
Sick on this beat
It's a fever



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Whitely
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