Evil (feat. Gavin Castleton and Amber Rose Tamblyn)

Evil
why you keep knocking on my door?
(My door, door, door, door)
Lord knows I don't want you no more
(No more) no more (no more) no more!
I keep on trying do right
But you know just what I like
This shit is wicked in these mean streets
I used to be a Grammy nigga, it was me and Millie
We used to hustle 24/7, money for my brother
More paper in a daily now I see in a week
And when Millie got knocked for his third crime
They sent him upstate, nigga still serving time
That's when I promised to myself I'll leave that life alone
Around the same time I discovered microphones and beat machines
This way I ain't tryin' keep the clean, but I remember what it feels like
To my stomach so bad, you're even still right
Tried to get a deal but they had the door to the game sealed tight
Temptation is a beast, I tried to be patient but that patience is deceased
Can you blame me?
Now I'm in the game G, and I ought to be lapsed
But now the homies calling me back and I be tryin' tell 'em
Evil
why you keep knocking on my door?
(My door, door, door, door)
Lord knows I don't want you no more
(No more) no more (no more) no more!
I keep on trying do right
But you know just what I like
Oh tell me, evil
If you keep on knockin I'll lose my mind
Guess I'll let you win but it's the last time
(Last time) last time (last time) last time
I keep on trying do right, but you know just what I like
The music in the street Is cutthroat except
For the real hits I give him the utmost respect
For giving these quay in a shot
I try to live right but you know a leopard never changes its spots
The reality is I'mma forever have the enemies necessary mentality kid
It's the way that I miss, it's embedded in my mind
Sometimes I think about the life I left behind
Or did I?(Evil)
Shit I never tell, but if I don't cut these corners
Man, you know I'll never sell
And I ain't even tryin' sell shit, I'm just tryin' prevail
But as hell tryin' sustain relevance
I just can't tell if it's gonna be worth it to me in the end
Then I think of my friend, Millie, he in the pin
They let the wrong nigga in the industry, for real
Scheming my way to the top but I be tryin' tell evil to chill
Evil, why you keep knocking on my door?
(My door, door, door, door)
Lord knows I don't want you no more
(No more) no more (no more) no more!
I keep on trying do right
But you know just what I like
Oh tell me evil, if you keep on knocking I'll lose my mind
Guess I let you win but it's the last time
(Last time) last time (last time) last time!
I keep on trying do right, but you know just what I like
2012, D swaying in the
Bruno Mars in the
Yeah, that's right!