I got demons in the dark And they´re comin´ to the light I got screamin´ in my head that doesn´t stop I can´t get through the night no more ´cause
We make it hot, we gon´ turn up the temperature Got a lil´ bitch, and she forgin´ the signature Had to sit down, and I read me some literature He tryin´ cross me, you know I´ma finish him I grab that chopper and shoot it efficiently Niggas ain´t eatin´, they got a deficiency Preachin´ on songs, I´ma need me a ministry I´m out in London enjoyin´ the scenery Scammin´ the bank, I engage in embezzlement How you gon´ swipe when the man say she negligent? Blew a whole thirty, I´m flashy, not frivolous Geekin´ on shrooms, but I can still get ignorant Bitch on top of me lookin´ like Lola She kind of crazy, I think she bipolar Hundred shots in the car left the shit totaled A million in ice when you add up the total
Fifty in a hundred round drum Custom made military guns Shawty tryin´ to come and have fun Hit ATMs and extract funds Real snipers, we gon´ get it done Traffic marijuana by the ton Remember we was scrapin´ up crumbs Brought the whole team from the slums Lamb´ truck, Rolls truck, black on black They all got shooters in them Glock 9s, Glock 19s, guess what? They all got hollows in them
I got demons in the dark And they´re comin´ to the light I got screamin´ in my head that doesn´t stop I can´t get through the night no more ´cause (Yeah, yeah)
Born in the 90s, I´m ballin´ like Mike These shrimp-ass niggas ain´t fuckin´ with I (Glizzock) Left wrist hittin´ and it´s hittin like Ike I´m straight off the block and got rich off the mic Shoutout to Kush ´cause he got rich off the white All these sticks like I´m finna go hikin´ (Fah, fah) Bad bitch tryin´ to give me face, Skype Got a heater on my waist and my neck full of ice Yeah, I got it out the mud (Let´s go) Got a double cup full of mud (Yeah) Somehow I fell in love with drugs (Drugs) My chains just got out the tub (Yeah) Can´t be no ho and hold a grudge (No)
Pinky ring lookin´ like a light bulb Ayy, fuck these niggas, Uncle Ruckus Ain´t showin´ these niggas no love (Uh) Ain´t showin´ these niggas no mercy (No mercy) Ain´t buyin´ these bitches no purses (No purses) Don´t ask what I´m doin´, I´m workin´ (Work) When I die, they gon´ hang up my jersey (Yeah) Goddamn, baby, who is your surgeon? (Huh?) She gon´ go back after I murk it (Let´s go) Got killers and bad bitches lurkin´ That broke shit, I am allergic to it (Yeah, yeah)
I got demons in the dark, yeah And they´re comin´ to the light I got screamin´ in my head that doesn´t stop I can´t get through the night no more ´cause
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