D.I.M.E

Caught with a nine by my side, am I dead or alive
I be feeling like a demon with the devil in my eyes

Scheming they been screaming cause I keep the blade inside
Fuck you bitch, hope you go to hell when you die

Fuck you mean? bitch jus kept on creeping when I'm on the scene

Torment all my demons stuck in my dream
I don't run from my monsters, bitch, they run from me

I'm back to the bank I'm robbing the bank with the homies I hang with (hang with yuh)
These hoes wanna make it to the bank of the bank
Come here with the gang get shaded

Drop down on Mercedes
Four-five on hit playlist
Screaming out fuck you pay me, I'm not patient

I got OCD taking control of me
Still these hoes gon' fall for me

Pussy dead that's all of me
It's often not too luxury

While I mix it with the Liquory
Triple digits in a six speed
I think I fell in love when that bitch hit me

Might just fuck around and bust it down and buy a Bentley
For that bitch, while you messing with them lame
I made my baby mama rich, yeah (yuh yuh)

You ain't the judge, I ain't gotta prove shit to you
I don't like talking, man, fuck your interviews (Fuck 'Em)

All I do is rap, all I do is mack
You ain't talking no money, I'm insomniac
Sleep, boy, you sleep, suspension, you can't compete

Yo, bitch, hit my phone, want my dick on palm
The way I kick it got you thinking I was down with Dr. Dre

Smiley face when I pull up in that, Duke you wanna race
Just embrace the fact that you can never keep up with my pace
Popping up out the cut with the pistola at your face

Caught with a nine by my side, am I dead or alive
I be feeling like a demon with the devil in my eyes

Scheming they been screaming cause I keep the blade inside
Fuck you bitch, hope you go to hell when you die

Fuck you mean? bitch jus kept on creeping when I'm on the scene

Torment all my demons stuck in my dream
I don't run from my monsters, bitch, they run from me



Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Archambault Jr
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